‘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 ‘I Journey On’ and Other Poetry by James A Tweed... a villanelle The sun descends into the silent sea. As shadows lengthen in the fading light I journey on to seek what yet may be. As death from l... 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 Reply Leave a Reply Cancel Reply Your email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email.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.