Poem: Have You Seen the Super Moon?
Did you see the moon?
After reading and listening
About the moon shining last week
I was not going to miss it.
Details were: moon rising at 10:39.
I took the elevator to the top,
The doors opened, I turned off the lights and opened the blinds,
And there she was!
Not metalically gold against the dark blue sky
Nor deeply red as it was
Between the four towers in Madrid, Spain.
But, yes, larger
Than the last time I saw her.
Silvery, but oh! so much brighter.
I wanted to have a more intimate visit
So down to the ground
And out on the walk I went,
But there the trees and the clouds
Were silhouetted by the moon.
Back into the building
And to the rooftop
To watch the moon
On her journey through the sky.
Val Battenburg, a retired school teacher in Rochester, has been writing poetry since 2004. The P-B publishes poetry by local and area writers every Monday. Send poems to Jay Furst at P.O. Box 6118, Rochester, MN 55903 or firstname.lastname@example.org.