Upon A Blue Moon

I was leafing through one of my numerous notebooks this morning and found a note that I wrote after waking up too early and seeing both the sun and the blue moon in the sky last month. The moon its self had had a huge impact on me, being the first time I had really stared out into the sky having moved back into urban life. But seeing it paired with the sun was mind-blowing. This poem is not really based on that note but it reminded me of how inspired I was at that moment.
 Oh yeah, I continue the trend of incompleteness, this time because I have a few chunks that fit and a lot of couplets that still need working out. I tried to share enough this time so you get the gist of  "Upon a Blue Moon."

Upon a Blue Moon

Shivering stars dip and shy away
As a blue moon slowly rises to bathe
In the infinite onyx pool of night.
I leave sweet dreams to admire the sight
Which mirrors mind's content so well:
Dreams of eyes embraced in a spell
Spun by interwoven, humbled hands.
Each speaks without breath, each understands.
The stares of others fall. Overhead stars fade
And each's reflection in the other is made.
***
Some stuff about yaddayaddayadda
Goes to bed yayaya
***

I wake early from late sleep to see
The fallen blue moon and a rising sun stare at me.
No-- it is upon the other orb that they look.
I glance upon the rare celestial being I forsook;
He glows, no longer a gem in my cool onyx night,
Oh, he shines in the common glory of that golden light.

***
Not happy but so on and so forth
***


Delight in the dreamy warmth of day.
You may have your sunshiny strands
And weave auroral threads through your hands;
For when in linens lies the world to drowse,
And rests it's warm-weary head upon cool pillows,
We'll wake and walk once again
on a starless night, hand-in-hand.
But if there were a moon to shine, let it be full
And colour this dream a truer light blue.





Hope you were able to bask in the blue moon-- the next one doesn't happen until Summer 2015. Besos.