blue moon in hiding

By lupus tenebrae

 



You were there, beyond the veil of night,
lingering just somewhere out of sight,
once in blue moon sorrows, you descend
till the sunlight chases you again.
Beyond shadows of a doubting eye,
there you sleep, and you forever lie

Keeping all the vestiges of me,
yesterdays of how I used to be;
I was bitter, sobbing to the wind,
I was young, and playing my pretend.

Then my father pointed to the sky,
told me there were faces riding by,
between all the streetlights I could find,
I looked up and smiled there, in kind.

Hoping Ursa Major would return
with pockets full of novas yet to burn,
with tails of little comets, sent from you,
and promises of seeing something blue. 

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Copyright 2012 lupus tenebrae
Published on Wednesday, July 17, 2013.     Filed under: "Spiritual" and "Poetry"

Author's Note:

Looking back, things really weren't so bad between us, all the time.
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  • A former member wrote: Beautiful Ode to your father...lovely discriptions painting a beautiful picture. Lovely ink

  • lupus tenebrae On Thursday, July 12, 2018, lupus tenebrae (1017)By person wrote:

    It was one of the few good times between us, a tradition that stuck. Thanks again for reading. Scholar

  • A former member wrote: Wonderful, beautiful ode to a mother. I love the way you tied the night sky, and the blue moon, into memories of her. Gorgeous write. Also, thank you kindly for your comment ^_^ Scholar

  • Ashteroth On Tuesday, December 17, 2013, Ashteroth (213)By person wrote:

    I don't exactly know what to say except that this struck a chord in me somehow that was quite enjoyable. Thanks for the read ~Ash

  • A former member wrote: There is a deepness here I can't explain, nor truly comment on. Coming from someone who has parental issues out of the tush, I couldn't see past my own situation with my father. And this took me by surprise and shame when I got to commenting on it. Though my favorite part of reading and commenting on poems is being able to be transported away, or to be set in that same person's skin, I found I could only think of myself while reading this, and that it made my cheeks flare. How beautifully tilted and spun this poem was. Thank you for sharing.

  • Dei On Tuesday, November 27, 2012, Dei (703)By person wrote:

    this poured out soothingly like warm blueberry tea into my thirsty cup. Thanks for sharing

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