i decided to wait for the moon

i decided to wait for the moon, but it never came.

the sky surprised me with an overcast

like the time you mentioned me in your closing credits

(i had forgotten you knew how to pray)

the moon that never came was silent,

hushed by unexpected thunder of a mid-august storm.

more impressive were the lightening streaks your fingernails scratched

against the once clear coated sky,

now a sunday forgotten.

the browning fields were crackling beneath the herd.

we started putting out hay like compensation

as if we owed them that much and i guess we did.

the soil will be drinking down this shower

the way my ears, thirsting for your voice,

leaned on your words the night you gave the eulogy

for our love that never grew beyond its infancy

Reviews

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

third times a charm...wait does that count in reading or just reviewing? stalk stalk :)

[Kelly Scheppers]

I could read this over and over again, and still be awed by its brilliance and caliber.

...so glad to have found you today!

[Sheila Kline]

Sounds as if this relationship didn't make it past the hay field gate....your words paint a canvas of wanting it to be, but it just never was. I particularly like the line about the browning fields; excellent description of an earth in need of rain, or of a relationship in need of forming.

[Corset]

The first stanza is incredible , denied the comfort of the one things that can provide it and it just gets better from there, we fall in love sometimes more with the potential, more than actual but damn if it doesn't hurt the same.

[Patricia Wedel]

A heart-breaking poem of harvest time
when the moon never appeared... truly, Pat

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

Do I get points for being a stalker?(just kidding) I just love coming back and relax reading to find each new hidden emotion...and there is always a new one. Your poetry is long term. It works it's way through me.

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

Some love is driven and some love is pure but both hold an irresistible relation with kismet.The man in the moon keeps my soul but the boy in the shadows of it holds my heart....just like your poetry....double edged and KILLER!

[Ed Hart]

i'll tell you, you make the words beg for the mercy of your release...wonderful poetry, well-earned thoughts, costly

[h d e rushin]

"the browning fields were crackling beneath the herd" is so Virgil in it's experimental photography
but a line I loved so while reading this. I decided to wait for the moon instead of the love letter
I didn't get to read"..............Poems are mostly hypothetical and surreal, but to work with tenses
takes great courage and even greater skill.

beautifully written......dana

[Coyote Poetry]

The poem had the feel of honest and sad words for a situation where love would fall before it began.
"the soil will be drinking down this shower
the way my ears, thirsting for your voice,
leaned on your words the night you gave the eulogy
for our love that never grew beyond its infancy"
I liked the above lines a lot. Using the rain and the moon. Allowed the reader to feel the emotions and the lost. Thank you my friend for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote