Thursday, August 8, 2013

Marry the Moon

I'm keen to marry the moon--
she has my heart--
I have my dress--
all the crows in captivity stacked up in the west.

What am I supposed to do
with that golden bitch the sun?
She preen--
she pose--
she think she better than everyone.

I made a deal with the dark.
I said, "bring my baby here,
when she a sliver before she grows.
I'll bootleg you the stars
and nobody needs to know."

I'm keen to marry the moon
with her down-low ways and hyena laugh--
she has my heart--
I have my dress--
now all I need--
her ask, my yes.


TexWisGirl said...

almost whimsical yet rather sad, too.

and the girl needs to eat a pizza or two!

hedgewitch said...

Marrying the moon could lead to quite a lunar landscape of the heart, I think.It's bad enough loving a falling star, but at least its over quick.

Poignant is a pretty drippy word, normally, but it has its moments as a concept, and one of them is here in this low-keened nocturnal blues.

Mama Zen said...

This does a have mournful, bluesy feel. I really like it.

G-Man said...

You're NOT a Moron, You're a bit too wordy tonight, You are brilliant beyond description, and yes, it counts!
Have a Kick Ass Week-End

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Loved it - especially "all the crows in captivity stacked up in the west."

Other Mary said...

Oh yes! That bright bitch sun is no good! You marry the moon, honey. Great lines Shay! said...

**She preen--
she pose**

I Like! X

Kerry O'Connor said...

How very beautiful. And if you have the emotional stamina to put up with the moon's changing ways, I say: Why not?

Sioux said...

A dash of whimsy, a dollop of bluesy...An unerring voice, as usual, you *itch! ;)

Margaret said...

The light of the moon in all its phases is far more complimentary than the sun (especially after 40 :)

Marion said...

I want to marry the Moon, too, kiddo. (LOVE your poem!!) I was born under the full moon in the sign of Moonchild, so we were in love from the very beginning. My dress has been ready for too many years. I've had to let it out and add more lace and ruffles more than twice. It's shabby chic and luminous. One day soon perhaps we'll have a double wedding. xoxo

Lydia said...

I love the moon and I looooved this poem.