The Moon Is …

Unblinking, coal-gem ringed,

The moon is a leopard’s stalking-death eye:

Cold-hot fixed intensity

In the star and cloud printed

Flung wide and far cloak of a sky;

Stretched full-tight on the cruel tenterhooks

Of heaven’s Frames.

Claws that have known blood (and will again) –

Sheathed and still in predator pads –

Rest in balanced pre ambush assassin tension

On civilisation’s compromised horizons.

Twitchless attack-habituated tail is iron disciplined,

White intelligent intuit-whiskers gauge the air; dividing

Life’s remaining brief clocks

Into ever smaller periods

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8 thoughts on “The Moon Is …

  1. ramaink says:

    Oh my! That’s a very very interesting way of looking at the moon! 🙂

  2. very visual…so much so I’m not wanting to go out when that moons about 🙂

  3. I love your aggressive moon. Absolutely adore.

  4. Sam Rappaz says:

    Surprising and inspring metaphors. A great read!

  5. Geo Sans says:

    silently
    witnessing
    everything

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