June Moon you went by with no delight, you
Hid your light behind peek-a-boo clouds. Moon,
I wish to swoon, just like you… It’s not true
I didn’t appreciate your flight, blued

By greens and absolute highs, life’s a zoo…
Cancer has eaten your heart of life true ,
Abounding earth with insanity’s queue.
Oh, June Moon, once again I am stymied!

I don’t understand how moons freely bleed
The essence of self into the earth’s pleas,
How moons absorb humanity’s debt-seeds,
Don’t understand how to be truly freed

From spooned rays of monthly days… Moon, indeed,
June escaped me, I’m -- sorry for misdeeds...

Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
© Copyright 7/10/06