Oh crescent moon
Sitting low in the sky
Just before dawn
Saturn Mars and Jupiter
Cluster around you
You outshine them
Dawn approaches
The planets fade away
Your smile is enchanting
As you gently slip away
Hidden by the sunlit sky
We have lots to share
Come back tonight
Tell me your secrets
I will whisper mine
My crescent moon
my 11 year old grandson Sam
was out in the daytime recently
he saw a full moon in the sky
he was surprised to see the moon in daylight hours
looking up he said
hey bro its not your time to shine
1941- THE MOVIE
Moon Over Miami is a musical film directed byWalter Lang, with Betty Grable and Don Ameche in leading roles and co-starring Robert Cummings, Carole Landis, Jack Haley and Charlotte Greenwood. It was adapted from the play by Stephen Powys.
Circa 2009- THE MEAL
At the end of night out on the town in Maryland with a bunch of friends, somebody suggested we go to Denny’s. I am not sure if it was a late dinner or a 3am breakfast but one thing stood out on the menu- Moons over my Hammy – Ham and scrambled egg sandwich with Swiss & American cheeses on grilled artisan bread. Served with hash browns. We all ordered this dish. The most memorable thing was when one of our group fell asleep at the table with her head resting on her plate of moons over my hammy
2023- CINCO DE MAYO
A gathering of friends at the Miami Yacht Club listening to live music and celebrating Cinco de Mayo. Suddenly the moon appeared on the Miami skyline and everybody rushed to take photographs. This scene brought back memories of other moons over Miami
The full moon was low on the horizon
Moonbeams bouncing over the bay
A big dark cloud raced across the sky
The moon lit up the edge of the cloud
A valiant but futile protest
The cloud pushed on
Mischievously blocking all the moonbeams
The waters of the bay looked up
Urging the wind to shift that cloud
The wind responded with huge gusts
Soon the tail end of the cloud glowed silver
The cloud was simply blown away
A bold smile reappeared on the face of the moon
Moonbeams flooded the bay
We give thanks the wind said the waters
As the wind blew the cloud further away
The sky made a public declaration
Establishing a no fly zone around the moon
The wind settled down
The waters on the bay went flat calm
Moonbeams joyfully bounced off the water
The cloud looked back and sulked
He only wanted to see his shadow
The wind, the waters the sky and the moon all grinned
Nocturnal soulmates reunited
They chatted endlessly swapping stories
Recalling past adventures together
They drank moonshine all night
The wind provided the loud music
A dance floor was set up on the bay
They partied hard until dawn
not long after after sunset
the full moon peeked over the horizon
she was bright orange
mimicking a sunrise
but the sky remained dark
the moon floated over the ocean briefly
scattering orange moonbeams towards the shore
before steadily climbing up into the dark sky
her orange coat slowly faded
soon she was bathed in white light
wispy clouds danced around her
moonbeams flickered over the water
I reached out to capture one
holding it gently in my hand
it offered no resistance
I put in in my pocket for safe keeping
when things look bleak and really dark near me
I reach into my pocket for that moonbeam
it brings a soft calming glow to all around
turning chaos into order
changing anger to peace
indifference becomes caring
numbness grows into love
frustration gives way to satisfaction
moonbeams last forever
thank you lady moon
I woke up in the middle of the night
no recollection of a bad dream
no restless thoughts filled my head
not woken by a storm or a strange noise
I was simply wide awake and at peace with all
soft moonlight spilled through a crack in the curtains
something urged me to step outside and explore the night
the back door creaked like the reluctant bones of an old man
cool intoxicating night air filled my lungs
I held my breath for an eternity
fearing that I might wake up sleepwalking
I pinched myself to verify I was truly awake
the golden moon was low on the horizon
silently conducting his nocturnal orchestra
a light breeze propelled invisible dancers across the sky
rustling leaves provided a choral backdrop
a flute soloist floated aimlessly down the the creek
twinkling stars plucked the harpsichord strings
wispy clouds played violins as they drifted across the moon
a solitary owl performed a horn solo
the flock of geese joined in with their clarinets
bass drums from a startled deer crashing through the forest
playful mice pianists tickled the ivories
beautiful calming sounds filled my ears
the entire orchestra fixed their gaze upon the conducting moon
waiting for his signal to play their piece
adjusting the tempo at his command
throughout the performance the moon remained silent
no need to express his thoughts
his orchestra said it all
The moon floats in a sea of clouds
Drifting through the balmy night sky
Moon beams and clouds collide
A mixologist’s astronomical nocturnal cocktail
Not shaken, not stirred, straight up
The moon patiently awaits for the clouds to disperse
Without shame she brazenly displays her naked glory
The clouds look on in awe
Earthbound cameras click and record full frontal moon images
lunar lunacy erupts on social media
Soft moon porn videos go viral
The moon is totally unfazed
She has no Facebook feed or Twitter account
Her mood is independent of virtual likes
She continues her slow seductive dance over the night sky
Upon reaching the horizon she quietly slips out of view before dawn
New stories flood the internet and moon Google searches fade away
After a busy night of dancing through a starry sky the moon now sleeps
She dreams of those who stare at her distant beauty
As those who dream of her wake up to a rising sun
two hours and twelve minutes after sunset
a glow appeared on the southerly horizon
suddenly the tip of the moon crept into view
slowly she climbed above the horizon
a full strawberry moon in a clear June sky
it was such a memorable sight
she seemed so much bigger than when up high above
on such a quiet night the wind respectfully stood silent in awe
the still waters of the bay became a nocturnal mirror
the moon paused briefly while low in the sky
she was an expert seductress
dressed in a fiery orange suit
reflecting a broad orange moonbeam over the bay
this carpet of light pointed directly towards me
inviting me to walk its path towards the moon
come visit me she whispered come visit me now
I knew this was a once in a lifetime opportunity
with eyes closed I stepped onto the carpet
strangely I felt mo fear at all
soon I was flying over the bay
whizzing though the clouds and higher
my magic carpet ride to the moon
Cheeky Monkey Poetry 