The Moon Speaks of the Eclipse
The Moon Speaks of the Eclipse
I do not feel myself tonight.
Though you should see me full and bright,
I offer dim and rusty light.
My shine is dulled by Earth’s great bite:
She casts a shade across my height,
Blocking the sun, my sole delight.
It isn’t right. It’s not polite
To pass in front and steal my might,
Then stay too far away to fight.
My bloodshot eye glares through the night.
I hope it sparks a little fright,
For I do not feel myself tonight.
My view of the moon was not so clear last night but I was up around 3 am and saw the Earth take a bite of the moon.
© Elizabeth Steinglass, 2014, all rights reserved
I love this. We watched the eclipse until we were just too tired, but we did see a bit of the red.
Hi Rosi. Thanks for checking in every day. I really appreciate it!
nice — we had clouds and rain up here!
I just couldn’t stay up to watch! I’ve seen some time-lapse video of it, though. Amazing. I love how your poem is from the moon’s POV! Clever. = )