O, Crescent Victory

O, Crescent Victory

A Poem by An owl on the moon

Out my window hovers the ever-altering, constant moon.


Glittered, ice-dust scrapes and stretches across sky and sea.  The gossamer wind carries my thoughts as they shift and shake, gliding across the cresting coastline. Out my window hovers the ever-altering, constant moon.


O, Luna.


Der Mond.

O, crescent victory,

ever reborn,

ever dying.

How time defaces all things,

all things but your face.

The rain strips the earth,

but you remain unharmed.

The Huracan of Myan myth

could not reach your peaceful shores.

The stormy blast of Wotan’s horde,

could not but taste your spiced Eden.

To rest in your light,

is to rest in the arms of Morpheus.

To lay in your shadow,

is to be touched by the hand of Somnus.

You are truly the eye of the dark night.

My soul lays exposed in your beam.


     I step back from my window at the sound of shuffling steps, and see in its reflection the January angel. In the liquid of her beautying gaze even the freshly fallen snow seems stained. Sarah speaks in a hushed tone.

     “Do you look on life or death within your hovering gaze?”  Without movement her presence seems to surround my soul. 

     “I’ve been looking above life and death, at the mocking moon.”

     “Was there hope for you in its eye?”

     I turn toward her porcelain figure and speak.


“I see hope,

but not here.

I taste life,

but not near.

 I am fed on despair,

 and am filled with hopelessness.

But above the sky the moon rests,

and in its’ crescent form

sings life incarnate.”

© 2018 An owl on the moon

Author's Note

An owl on the moon
From chapter two of "An owl on the moon,” In the bitter breeze: February…

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Love that last stanza, This is so very well written. amazing write here

Posted 1 Week Ago

It's lovely how you manage to bring life into moon and sing the praise in such a Beautiful manner.
And your pictures match the theme so well.
Loved this one. :)

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


2 Weeks Ago

Keep on writing about Moon, my dear friend. I'm so interested to read more.
An owl on the moon

2 Weeks Ago

I promise! So thankful for your encouragement, dear friend. Always. :)

2 Weeks Ago

You're welcome.
Oh how stunning! This is beautiful...and life/nature/the universe goes on while human form fails to comprehend the eternity in all of that...being grounded here is a conundrum at best...I love this :)

Posted 3 Weeks Ago

An owl on the moon

3 Weeks Ago

So appreciate your insights and encouragement, always dear Poppy! There is something about the moon .. read more
man do i like this one Owly! a very beautiful ode to the moon sprinkled with stark realities ...into me ol library with this one love the form you have given your poem as well ...shapely ...and grounded ... the interruptions well placed and paces my reading with ease ... not easy to sing praise to the moon ..i also especially like that you chose her crescent to focus on...wish i had thought of that ;)
ps i think the pic is stunning

Posted 3 Weeks Ago

Einstein Noodle

3 Weeks Ago

you mean she is real???? ;) ........well...... tell her that Einstein Noodle thinks her pic is stunn.. read more
An owl on the moon

3 Weeks Ago

Haha, I will make sure! Oh, my friend we all have such stories, don't we. Some that take us the edge.. read more
Einstein Noodle

3 Weeks Ago

yes..i suppose you are right :)))))))))))))))))

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Added on February 21, 2018
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An owl on the moon
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