Saturday, December 11, 2010

moonstruck

Every night I am newly bewitched,
transported and tempted by the moon...

I have written image after image,
poem, after poem...
trying each time
and every place where I am looking,
to if not perfectly,
then spectacularly,
capture what I am seeing...

The delicate mother of pearl bird
that is the new moon...

The spicy, sassy lemon slice
half moon...

The wanton, whirling, spinning egg moon
before the circle is complete...

What can you say about the grandness
of a full moon...
the ribbons of shimmering diaphanous light
that dance across the velvet sky...

When I was three,
I named my favourite doll,
Diana, after the Moon Goddess...

I believe that all babies
and small children
should be read, Goodnight, Moon...

When Ethan and I are apart
in our dreams
we rendezvous on the moon...

Yes, I am certifiably moonstruck...
but as I write this,
the movie, Moonstruck, comes to mind...

There is that wonderful scene
when a love sick, sort of dopey,
Nicholas Cage tells Cher that he loves her...
and Cher hauls off and slaps him silly...

"SNAP  OUT OF IT,"admonishes Cher...

As this year begins to fade
into the shadows of time,
I was sort of fantasizing
about all the people
that I would like to haul off and slap
just like Cher did in the movie...

Some of these people I know,
some are celebrities or famous,
some are people you just hear about
or read about,
people who are busy minding other people's business...

Well, Cher's slap in Moonstruck
turned out to be a wake up call
even for her...

And there's nothing so bad about that...
or a good old fashion
Snap out of it either...

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