She is an Astronomer
Too much in love with Tonight's moon to go to sleep... The evening primrose. - By Yasuharu Hanaoka (with Bob Eklund) With deepest thanks to Yasaharu Hanaoka for his inspiration and photograph of the evening primrose, whose name in Japanese, "Tsuki-mi-saw," means "flower looking at the moon." Comments You need JavaScript to be able to post comments You need to be logged in to leave a comment Click Here to Login
The Moon is a beautiful sight
The Moon is a beautiful sight I look up at it every night I see the stars around it Oh isn't space a beautiful place by Sophie Murphy, age 8, Ireland. Sophie Murphy is the granddaughter of Eileen Finnegan who submitted the poem, " The Moon has a bright and shiny face ". After seeing her grandmother's poem, Sophie was inspired to write one herself. Comments You need JavaScript to be able to post comments You need to be logged in to leave a comment Click Here to Login
Moon Monologue
After every sunset I awake To catch His light for your sake Bruised and beaten, I follow Swallowing night's sorrow I pull the tears of the world And lift your oceans swirled Peeling the high tide away Saying, Look up, look, here's the way So when it is night And there's none other in sight Than my reflection of light Remember I will make it alright By Hilary Scheppers (Los Angeles, US) Comments You need JavaScript to be able to post comments You need to be logged in to leave a comment Click Here to Login
The Dance of the Moon
At the time of dusk When night slowly spreads, On the path of stars, The moon lightly treads. Its spellbinding dance, Its silver attire Make us all subjects Of its dark empire. by B. Siri Lalitya, Bangalore, India Author's Note – When I look up at the moon, I sometimes feel like it is watching over us, like a second guardian after the sun. It's like we're all subjects of its vast empire. I can only be in awe of its importance and beauty. And that feeling led me to write this poem. Comments You need JavaScript to be...
Perigeal Thoughts under the Coronal Rings
I could never fathom The joy you brought into my night. Moon, oh moon You are my earth's only natural satellite. You are far more than just a celestial body Your gravitational influence regenerates me. Whether you are new, on the first or last phase, or full You knock me right off of my feet, so sweet and wonderful. Though we are more than a thousand miles away Standing in the light of your halo makes me sway. I might be marrying other interests aside from you, But no one could ever beat my heart uniquely as you do. ...
