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The Pedestal

A letter to the moon

By Sam SpinelliPublished 2 months ago Updated 2 months ago 1 min read
The Pedestal
Photo by Fredrik Solli Wandem on Unsplash

Moon

I once adored you,

I thought your beauty

The grandest

In

The sky

But lately I’ve come to realize

In my heart

I never loved you

I loved the idea of you

You remember how I poured out all

My want and longing?

Never a secret

I was your

Blatant admirer

How I needed

To reach out

And

Touch you

And my doubts were eclipsed by your smile

A coy grin in your crescent phase

Or a broad, full, beaming gaze

When your face was close and bright

What a tease!

For you never wanted me

My feelings were never

Reciprocated

This whole thing I thought we had?

It was only ever in my head

My eyes soaked you in,

My mind basked in your glow

And I felt I seen

But… was I?

Your crescent grin and your full smile

These were not for me.

They were for the world

And in my greed

And in my fantasy

I tried to claim them

But nothing will ever come of us

I finally figured out that we never were

Last night I got my final proof

When I saw you,

You looked so goddamn pretty

And so goddamn out of reach

So

I just

Stood and stared

I took a picture of us

To make the moment eternal

But the moment broke

The lens revealed

What my eyes were too love-sick to see!

Your pretty smile

Is the only face you’ll ever show

Like a mask

Perfect,

Plaster,

And pretend

But seeing you

—Grainy, stark, and pixelated—

The truth is clear:

You are not mine

I was poisoned by your beauty

You were pedestaled and adored

Because

I only ever noticed your glow

And how could I love

What you never showed:

Your dark side

***

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Sam Spinelli

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  • Joe O’Connor2 months ago

    Unrequited love of the moon- I like it! Definitely a on-sided affection haha. "A coy grin in your crescent phase"- really dig this imagery Sam. "And I felt I seen But… was I?"- is there an extra "I" there before seen?

  • Tim Carmichael2 months ago

    It takes real courage to look at something you've idealized whether it's a person, a dream, or the moon itself and finally see it clearly, flaws and all.

  • Komal2 months ago

    Ohhh this one hits with quiet thunder! The ending lands perfectly, turning heartbreak into awakening. Turns out, stepping off the pedestal gives you the higher ground. ✨

  • K.B. Silver 2 months ago

    Excellent piece. I loved the concept, and it was executed flawlessly.

  • Too bad a lot of us are poisoned by beauty. Loved your poem!

  • Matthew J. Fromm2 months ago

    Excellent entry and I think I’ll plop on dark side of the moon later

  • Lana V Lynx2 months ago

    Such a great poem, Sam, felt like it was addressed to a living being.

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