Have you seen

The moon at noon,

As a pale reflection,

A mere cartoon?

Does it make,

You wonder why,

While stealthy gazing,

at the sky?

Why the moon,

Does seem follow,

The yellow sun,

Like a silver shadow?

With a secret smile,

Upon its face,

Does it mean

To take its place?

Could you contend

With a silver moon,

When the dawn breaks

At daylight?

Could you see,

The stars so bright,

Through a yellow sun,

At midnight?

Alas, whom among us,

Would then wish to croon,

Amidst so much confusion,

A tune to the moon?

So, when you gaze

Upon the moon at noon,

Say a silent pray,

Not to make it soon!

Copyright 2000 K D Dowdall


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Karen DeMers Dowdall

Karen DeMers Dowdall was born in West Hartford, Connecticut. She has lived in Taiwan, Saudi Arabia, and England. Karen has a PhD, MSN, BSN, RN in Nursing from Florida Atlantic University. “Books of every genre teach us about life, how we think, and view the world." She has written poems and little short stories since she was a child. Karen loves art, she enjoys drawing, painting in oils, pastels, colored pencils, and doing portraiture. She has also taken ballet, Jazz, and modern dance since she was three years old and owned her own dance studio.

4 thoughts on “THE MOON AT NOON

  1. Lovely post . Amazing art . U beautifully voice your poetry . It reflects virtual truth . Quite heartwarming! Great article . Thanks for sharing . Hope u have a great day ahead !


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