May 4th, 2020Local Lines : Moon Magic

Moon Magic

Since the dawn of man,

The moon in all her stealth and glory,

Fills our darkened skies,

No envy, no malice,

Just a penitent sadness for our frailty and humanity,

So often seething with pain and strife,

That darkens our days and nights and lives,

Yes, COVID-19 or coronavirus,

And many other pestilences before this,

Have stifled and snuffed out lives,

Some in their prime,

North, South, East and West

– In the far-flung corners of the Earth,

She sees it all,

Her misty teardrops,

Fall upon our fevered brows,

Her light like a calming mantle,

Helps us through our darkened nights,

Her peace cannot be shaken,

Nor her glory taken,

For the Creator has planned it thus.

Silently she rotates in her orbit,

Bringing us seasons of plenty and seasons of lack of poverty and pain,

Yet she brightens our paths through life and death,

Till time stands still.

– Vanessa Craven

Vanessa Craven is a musician with a fascination for the supermoon, which occurs when then earth and moon are in closest proximity to each other. Vanessa says the ‘man in the moon’ is always so sad and brooding. She took the above photo of the latest supermoon – a few weeks ago.

Poems for Local Lines come predominantly from a group of poets. However, other locals who would like a poem considered for publication can contact Bill Wootton – cottlesbreedge@gmail.com