Strange Selenography

Precious dusty-face, little wanton

With a walnut belly, wander,

Wander, stop and stand.

In western light, become a pale scarecrow,

In eastern dark, become a smoke-petaled shade-blossom,

Shining black and livid-lusty.

Yin and yang rolled in a ball,

I love you. How could I not?

Mud-snouted puppy, play and nip

At golden Mama's red shoes. 

Orbit her sunny spangled dress

And let her swing you round and round.

Swing you, fling you, until you land

Amidst the moony grass and roll,

And roll and roll and roll.

Reviews

[Muse]

Synapsis of this and that. Blurred warm loving memories. Care free and light hearted words to warm the spirit. This writing read like a flashback...back to my own childhood. I feel like rolling in the grass again. Thank you for this. :)

[VennelaMargame]

It's meant to be warm and toasty. It's also and ode to Iapetus, the moon of Saturn. Maybe I made it too cryptic?