Man in the Moon


 

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© C. m ART z  2015

 

“This is not only a full moon for me. This is an image of your face for me.”

Today as the full blue moon rises we know the “man in the moon” still watches over all of us

My Mom would have been 91 years young today. I miss her. Her final peace came on June 17 th 2004. Her sweet heart ceased to beat.

A poem I wrote for my father who was always “my man in the moon” His final peace came in 2001 on the 31 st of January.

Sound of Growing Corn

© Cynthia Martz

Someday I want to walk out to the edge of a cornfield
on a full moon night
I will sit myself down on the cool earth
and LISTEN

Can you really hear the corn grow?
Is it growing before my very eyes?
I will look  up into the starry heavens and LISTEN

The corn stalks weave back and forth like a field of wheat smooth and in sync
I can Hear the corn-growing
in the stillness of the night

in light of the full moon
it is a beautiful sound
I will sleep awhile and LISTEN to my dreams

 

My go to Moon Information site:

http://www.fullmoon.info/en/blog/fullmoon-blue-moon.html