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Orange Moon
by Alison McKenzieLow on the horizon,
Orange moon occupies
More than her fair
Share of night.
Bleeding through the
Opaque sky-fog,
Is this the moon
Who threatened to
Step down to earth,
Submissive in repose -
Or will pride cause it
To rise up and up
To the ends, unraveling?
Equinox sways
On the ‘morrow branch,
Humming a tune of snow,
Frost waiting eager
On the edge of wind.
09/09/2009 Posted on 09/09/2009
Copyright © 2025 Alison McKenzie
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Charlie Morgan on 09/09/09 at 01:52 PM ...ali, you got soooome glasses there gal...i love you taking me on this trek, man, i stepped into each stanza, but you bring me back with lightness...gawsh, this is serious-er each time i read it. |
| Posted by Charlie Morgan on 09/09/09 at 01:58 PM ...too, ali, kai asked yesterday 'why's the sun orange papaw?'...and i went on about atmospherical gobbledy-gook and sand etc. never to young, eh? |
| Posted by Joe Cramer on 09/09/09 at 03:22 PM ... excellent word choice and flow..... |
| Posted by Laurie Blum on 09/09/09 at 06:32 PM Beautifully colorful. A fine tribute to our lunar friend. Excellent imagery! |
| Posted by Elizabeth Jill on 09/11/09 at 05:08 PM You are surprising and precise with surprising words that work together and flow. I love this, and your last verse - triple surprise and absolutely brilliant! |
| Posted by Maria Massarella on 11/20/09 at 01:31 AM So beautiful an Orange Moon arose in PPS skies...beamed the glow of POTD. Congratulations, Alison! lovelight*hugs |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 11/20/09 at 03:29 AM Kudos on a fine POTD, Ali! |
| Posted by V. Blake on 11/20/09 at 03:49 AM Remember me? I still love your poems. :-) |
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