Wayzata, Minnesota

Wednesday, July 10, 2013

The Mag - 176

Arrives just above the sleeping machinery.

Splayed across
mazy paths
dwindling from-
a cloudless, lazy sky
like pink
cotton candy fluff
watered mouths
tear-streaked passions
becoming one
with the night
stuck like a
 beached barge.
Some people saw it from hay fields
while others gathered in open parks. 
Even famous landmarks couldn't steal
the eyes of thirsty onlookers struck by
the magic of the SuperMoon.  
Naturally, fireflies ignored the passing of the SuperMoon
and contined their flight amongst the stars.
It was, after all, just another night in the neighborhood of life.

I have written this for:


Supermoon 2013, Julio Cortez, AP

"Neruda was right about all mysterious women,
the moon lives within the lining of their skin."
 - John Geddes, A familiar Rain


For other Magpie Tales, at The Mag
with Tess Kincaid go here


TexWisGirl said...

i like that 'just another night in the neighborhood of life.' :)

Jerry E Beuterbaugh said...

Well, it's about time you got back with the program! It was well worth the wait, though. (LOL?)

Cloudia said...

In like the same as TeX. This is delicious :-)


Kutamun said...

For some reason youve reminded me of "Last flight of the phoenix", Cheers Karen

Little Nell said...

Oh those tear-streaked passions! Thank goodess the super moon doesn't come along very often. Wonderful words.

anthonynorth said...

And super words to describe it, too. Nice one.

Helen said...

.. 'just another night in the neighborhood' .. now we wait for August 10th 2014!! I enjoyed this.

JJ said...

Karen: Your posts are inspirational. I agree. It's "just another night in the neighborhood."

Filip and Kristel said...

hm, I see they are still working at the Statue of Liberty.


sage said...

an incredible scene!

Sue said...

Yep, just another night in the neighborhood of life...

like that ending!