January moon bathes the night in fusion
Of frosty, incandescent brilliance.
February moon enfolds ghostly,
frigid shadows, into winter's embers.
March moon plays with spring's embrace
And shines upon the earth's reawakening.
April moon glows into itself and grows
Within loving hearts.
May moon casts her warming fingers
Over the night's restless wanderers.
June moon sends fireflies as beacons
And dances with pale phantoms.
July moon gloats in shady whites
That the year is halfway departed.
August moon becomes pretentious with
Nature's bounty and glistens in her song.
September moon dresses in glossy grays
And hides autumn colors.
October moon so shrewd in her beauty has
Grown plump with flickering radiance.
November moon, like a coat, wears itself
In slumbering shimmer.
December moon sleeps within her dreams
And glimmers in icy foreboding.
All to return again and again.