Man of the moon

Mr. man of the moon
Speak some truth to me
Tell me what is really
hiding in your craters

Do you sit and stare down
Asking earth the same?
Do you seek answers
In our dark waters?

I need more reasons
I want to know why
Can you please open
That which is locked
up inside?

I offer all my thoughts
All the restless nights
The endless questions,
outpouring of pain.

Mr. man of the moon
Do you see me here?
Staring up at you?
Pondering once again.

Reviews

[An owl on the moon]

I woke this morning to the bright burning of the moon, so your poetry only carried the light further into this new dawn. Now wanting to now of the moon's response to your musings.

[thetish]

I was staring at the moon, before going to bed the other night, and felt like there was someone there who might just answer me. Perhaps one day? Thanks, as always, for stopping by.

[An owl on the moon]

I know the voice will come to you, yes one day. Listen, listen to the deeper places where the moon sighs.