
Ode to the Moon
You always came late
dragging light behind you like guilt
I am grateful you did come.
every one loves you, I think.
You Never asked how I was
never stayed till the birds started
but still I waited,
face up, stupid, glowing.
You didn’t promise,
still you let me believe
you’d show up clear every time
You kept and keep that promise still.
Also when you were full
you didn’t smile
you stared, yes,
like I was something beneath you
I told people
you were mine
but you belonged to no one
just passing through,
burning a hole in the dark
and calling that love
I wrote you
into poems I never showed anyone
left the blinds open
like a door I swore I’d shut
You hung there,
high and cold,
watching me undress
as if it meant less each time
You never touched
but I swear I felt you
sliding over my skin
pulling at the parts I keep quiet
And when you vanished,
new moon, no moon,
you didn’t explain
you just went.
I didn’t cry
didn’t ask
but I stared at the sky like an idiot
pretending it wasn’t empty
Told myself you’d be back
because you always were
but that’s the trick
you come back
not for me
just because you can

About the Creator
Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️

Comments (5)
Moon now, is looking so handsome, and attractive as your have depicted here.
The moon and the sun are companions for light and dark and the comfort that they both bring to our souls and bodies. Good job.
love the relationship angle...so creative!
You have written about poem about the Moon fantastically. Good luck.
I love the moon and your words