Moon Train

about the moon, maybe

The Moon has fine blue lines,

paper skinned and cow faced,

jealous of stars.

The Moon has been been

bitten to pieces, it ignores

standing water, dull as a circle,

but regular as a train

carrying stones,

night ballast,

a shaker of cups

along the tracks,

it waits and breathes

in the frost.

Reviews

[Tina Kline]

The moon is beautiful and you describe it here wonderfully.
It's enchanting and always calls to us to look up.
A wonderful poem!!!

[John Alexander McFadyen]

I see a pale morning moon hanging in a crisp blue sky in this one but when I look again as into the facets of a diamond I see something new. The mark of a legendary poet Leslie!

[Coyote Song]

Wonderful imagery and a bit mysterious.
Impressive writing. I did enjoy!