Super Moon Mantra (poem) by Patrick A Granfors on AuthorsDen

Super Moon Mantra
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Moonrise wasn’t visible from my location so I didn’t see the exaggerated horizon orb in living color. It did come up high enough awhile later so I could take this shot through an oak tree. I need to buy a tripod. Photo:By Patrick Granfors

Who dares defy the moon beam’s power Where shadow’s tentacles lurk What spirit scoffs the midnight hour In the midst of this cosmic quirk Swirling light mimics mists of dawn As it permeates black leaves Dancing patterns on the lawn Tiptoe silently like thieves Ghostly images grow and fade As it glides across the night A tug of war that Nature made Once a year glows extra bright It is said that phantom warriors Take this night to reappear Sent as supernatural couriers Using light instead of spear Those that fail to heed the warning Ignoring Mother Nature's voice Will find the following morning Regret they made that choice Super Moons come for a reason To remind us all to share For sharing has no season But for humanity that is rare Instead of basking in a light so pure The world usually chooses To make honest fellowship obscure Thus the entire planet loses Copyright © 2012 Patrick Granfors

Reviewed by Chip Bergeron

Reviewed on May 20, 2012

Really well constructed with a powerful message. Enjoyed very much.

Reviewed by Christine Tsen

Reviewed on May 13, 2012

A very stirring and pleasurably atmospheric write ~

Reviewed by Vivian Dawson

Reviewed on May 11, 2012

Moonbeams silently streaming
but poets like *Patrick* can
capture a meaning with words

Lady Vivian

Reviewed by Tom poesyco.th@gmail.com

Reviewed on May 9, 2012

WELL DONE CUZ !!!

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

Well I'll be damned… I didn't even go out and look at it! It sure would've been nice if you've gotten one of those great photographs that I've seen on the Internet. Well, maybe next time…

Ron

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Who dares defy the moon beam’s power
Where shadow’s tentacles lurk

I've been experiencing a lot of the moon beam's power lately pursuing a dog named 'Shadow.' And the world truly needs a lot more sharing.

Reviewed by Richard King

Reviewed on May 8, 2012

Not much to giggle about with this one, (sniff, sniff) serious stuff, but very interesting reading. Much enjoyed.

Dick

Reviewed by Jane Noponen Perinacci

That is so good! Thank you!

Jane

Reviewed by Paul Berube

Great piece of work, Patrick.

Reviewed by Mark Lichterman

Great, serious poem, my north of the valley friend. I did see the moon a few nights ago but forgot it's meaning and just passed it off as another moony night.
Mark

Reviewed by Annabel Sheila

Enjoyed every single word, Patrick...lots of sad truths here! And the pic is neat! We had a totally cloudy sky and didn't get to see that super moon...sigh...

Anna

Reviewed by JASMIN HORST SEILER

Moonstruck are we, but surely makes good poetry, profound yes, bless ya!

Reviewed by Mary Ann Biddinger

375,000 leaves on an old oak tree !!
An image to share once a year in its
cosmic aura !

Lady Mary Ann

Reviewed by Ed Matlack

I LIKE that first paragraph, bro', it speaks to me, personally in a way...e

Reviewed by Donna Chandler

Well penned and profound. Yes, our planet is 'losing' daily. :(

Donna

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton

Sharing is great, Patrick, and I have a few overdue bills I'll like to share with somebody. Looks like I have no takers. Eh, I guess I'll have to occupy something.