‘A Moon Poem’ by Evan Mantyk The Society September 7, 2014 Beauty, Poetry 2 Comments For the Mid-Autumn, or Moon, Festival My Ford Explorer would ascend no higher: Stuck half-way up that driveway’s first steep hill. ‘Twas a December night so cold and dire, The truck, that old machine, had lost its will. Not I, I sprang right up and looked about, Fit spikes upon my boots to aid my climb Along the path where rain had frozen stout. My spikes, a nice thought, broke off in no time. It wasn’t all bad, the moon lit up my way; It left just enough purple bluish softness So that I knew that I would never stray, Though I couldn’t see my feet in the darkness. With baby steps, my freezing fate unsure, I had to laugh: what moonlit adventure! Evan Mantyk is an English teacher living in New York. Featured Image: “View of Dresden at Full Moon” by Johan Christian Dahl (1788 – 1857). Related Post ‘Solid Ground’ and Other Poetry by Clinton Van I... Solid Ground Our greatest philosopher David Hume, Whose logical doubts leave naught to assume, Used skeptical arguments he had found To leave noth... Tell the world:FacebookTwitterTumblrPinterestRedditLinkedInEmail 2 Responses Gloria September 7, 2014 We’re getting ready to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival! Try mooncakes— they’re the best. 🙂 Reply Drew U. A. Eclibse September 20, 2014 The Moon “…the moon lights up my way…” —Evan Mantyk I saw the lovely, moon arising, lovely, full and warm, surrounded by a white corona, circling its form. Its beauty was spectacular, its craters and its light. Aloof, afar, alone it shone in shadows of the night. I longed to know that man, that smiling man up in the moon, whose cheeks were brutal, bruised, his head hard as a stone. I longed to stand upon his face, like Neil Armstrong did, if only for a moment’s trice, as happy as a kid. But such will never be, and so, I’ll spend my life on Earth, and gaze in awe up at his smile, remembering my dearth. Reply Leave a Reply Cancel Reply Your email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email. This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.