O Moon

Silent stranger,
The moon over the city
Passing unnoticed.

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Neighbors chattering,
Neon lights, cars humming.
The lone moon, passing.

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Autumn, all these leaves
Falling through the damp air
Lay on the floor, silent.

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Alone on the balcony,
Cool summer breeze carries –
Buzzing voices of too many houses
Drawn tight together like a honeycomb,
Basel scent,
And the light of this full moon.

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Poetry,
A simple smile yearning
To your height
– O Moon.

 

 

 

2 thoughts on “O Moon

  1. Pierre, this is so beautiful… it has a melancholic and ecstatic feeling that engulfs the body as it flows upward to greet the moon…

    PS. I just borrowed your “over the city” as a title to my last post, I was writing it when I read this post – and just seemed perfect for what I was trying to say- hope you do not mind…☺

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