Where Does The Moon Hide

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Where does the moon hide?
When the day begins
When the fog begins to burn
Does it go to bed or play with friends
Turning away from the morning
Leaving the night for a new skin

Where do the stars go?
When the sun appears
Concerns about their light
do they give in to fear
Dimming their sparkle, they turn out
Letting the sun bring forth morning cheer

What happens to the night?
When daybreak makes it way
From the other side of the earth
To the dawning of a new day
Does it burn up and blow away like smoke
Used up, like an old cliché

It’s morning
The night has ended
Hear the crow of the rooster’s call
Wake up from your sleep
Sip the coffee
Eat the toast
But do you ever wonder
With bleary eyes

Where does the moon hide?

This is a poetics prompt from dVerse. “The poem I would like you write is about the end of something: the end of a season, a relationship, a story, a letter, a journey, a dream, a life, the world, etc. You can write in any form, rhyming or not; just make sure it ends in one of the ways described above – and let us know which you chose and why.”

I decided to end with a question and to go back to the beginning. Why? Well, ending with a question always seems like a good way to leave with a thought. It’s a natural for me. And it’s also a great way to start which lends itself to ending with a beginning. And of course being me I couldn’t do just one. 😁 Hope you enjoyed. And feel free to take a look at some of my other poems as well.

Published by authorstew

C. Stuart Lewis creates poems with feeling, intelligence and sex appeal. His short stories and books focus on characters that feel real in real world situations. Originally from the United States he now resides in Ontario, Canada. Check out his webpage at TheAuthorStew.ca

12 thoughts on “Where Does The Moon Hide

  1. A good combination of endings, Stew. I love the circularity, the ending going back to the beginning, the innocence of the questions, the thought of the moon ‘leaving the night for a new skin’, and pondering about whether the night burns up and blows away like smoke.

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    1. I like the circularity too. Even though it heads back to the beginning with the same question it ends it as well. And isn’t that one of the joys of poetry? To explore the innocence of the world. And I am nothing if not innocent. 😇 heheh

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    1. Thank you! It’s all about perspective. The night ends, the day begins but what don’t you see in the morning light because you’re not looking for it? Thanks for reading

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