A Poetic Dear Moon Letter
As Submitted To The Letters To The Moon Challenge
Dear Pareidolia in the Moon:
As I put pudding to my spoon
Sitting on the roof
Seeking life’s truth
I want to know
Where you go?
During the day
After collecting graveyard shift pay
Saying good night
When the sun rises very bright
Do you disappear into the unknown?
Going to sleep all alone
Or answer messages, using the cell text phone
To communicate
With other Steller orbits wanting to get things straight
About the cycle lasting twenty-four hours
Funding field worker power
Until we turn clocks back
Then forward watching the moon get attacked
Taking away time
Knowing no one will mind
In conclusion
Is all this your choosing?
Do you shine showing powerful might?
Or allow rest, dimming the fireball light?
Sincerely yours,
On tour
Gothic Gore
About the Creator
Marc OBrien
Barry University graduate Marc O'Brien has returned to Florida after a 17 year author residency in Las Vegas. He will continue using fiction as a way to distribute information. Books include "The Final Fence: Sophomores In The Saddle"
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