Moon Phases – Moon Poems by Paul Vincent Cannon

With Moon

I was over dressed in thoughts as I 
meandered the joys of my uneven
shoreline, with moon on my shoulder,
unspoken for a time until the
water beckoned across the warm
expanse and I waded out into the
cool sublime and swam my emotions
in the calm where moon undressed my
thoughts and swam with me.

©Paul Vincent Cannon


Moonish

Even when she was full
moon was noonish subtle,
her gestures wafting like
jasmine on a summers eve
that stirs the heart to glow
as lover's light unveiled,
sung on by a chorus of
lesser glimmers of night,
that curved a smile on her
lips as she pretended not
to see me in the shadows.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Moon Tide

When the moon fills your eyes
and the night shadows draw long,
then we will breathe as one,
bathed in the light that
hides in your dreams
and lives in your skin,
as tide that washes over until
we have danced into each other.

©Paul Vincent Cannon


Moon Trick

At five the shore was long,
as long as it would ever be today
or any other day,
and  I had not taken time to 
remember this nor to ponder
that it might remain so,
that the tide might not come back,
today or any other day,
that the sand should be divorced,
she the grieving widow
uncovered by her beloved,
exposed and bereft,
her tears captive to the sun,
but the moon played her trick
and covered the shore once again,
I left with joy in my heart
knowing that all the tears were gathered.

©Paul Vincent Cannon