I don't know what to say to you, Moon
You're so far away, I need a broom
To fly up past the clouds and into space
So I can settle down in your cold embrace
Why a broom? you ask
I don't have a rocket ship
Even if I did though, it's too confined
I want the frigid air to become mine
The lack of oxygen my new identity
Your grey tone, my skin, so I blend in
If I could, Moon
I would make my home in your craters
I'm not sure how I could do so
But my favorite place to wander
Would be your dark side
I don't think it's as dark as they say
From here it may look so because it doesn't sparkle like your silver shining bright
They say your sliver gives hope that you will return again
But hope is in your darkest spots
Where unknown lives, creation begins
A seed cracks in the dark
So in your darkness I shall plant myself
In your darkness I reside
I will dance on you when you are new
I will hide when you do
I want to float in your atmosphere, Moon
So I finally feel light
Free of earthly burdens
Held in your might
Imagine spinning around up there
Jumping, spinning, prancing around
Moon, I want to dance with you
All through day and night
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- Challenge: Letters to the Moon
About the Creator
Tanya Lei
A poet, if nothing else.
In a blank space, captivating words flow freely to create something that has not existed before.
From my mind, to yours.
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Standing While Falling
Quotation from Friedrich Nietzsche "He who wrestles long with monsters should beware lest he himself become a monster. And if you gaze long into an abyss, the abyss also gazes into you. Man is not destroyed by suffering, but by the meaning he makes of it."
By LUCCIAN LAYTH5 days ago in Critique
Comments (4)
- Come to think of it. I too need a broom. 🧹The embrace would definitely be cold. - I can't make or build a rocket ship either. So broom is our best bet. 🧹Oooo I like that. You want the frigid air to become yours. So magical. Puts us at one with the atmosphere. -Your grey tone, my skin. I really do like that line. 🧹It may not be as dark as they say 🤔 - I will hide when you do. This was a deep line. Very nice. 🧹I love the repeat of the moon. It held us there, where the purpose lies.
Very powerful and stunning in how you wrote this amazing work.
Oh wow, that’s lunar poetry with a heartbeat! The broom line cracked me up in the best way (“I don’t have a rocket ship”—iconic!). ✨
This is such a beautiful, wistful piece. I love how the imagery shifts from playful to deeply reflective.