Moon Accumulation
It rolls across the sky
growing in size
an icy packed shine
in a polar wave of winter
Through a flurry of stars
in a galaxy drift
it plows a far flung
path of orbit
______Colleen Redman / Poets United
"A blog is to a writer what a canvas is to an artist." ~ Colleen Redman
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January 23rd, 2016 7:54 pm
You make the coming storm sound beautiful! Enjoy… and keep your toes warm.
January 23rd, 2016 11:58 pm
I went to the city today and tonight as I followed the Big Moon home. I could not help but think, it is the one thing so many people share together in a single moment without ever realizing they had something in common. So it comes to no surprise that there was an email waiting with a moon poem written by you. Good shtufffs.
January 24th, 2016 12:08 am
I love how the moon brings us all together.
January 24th, 2016 7:57 am
It’s been something, hasn’t it? Huge, setting on my horizon even as I type this.
January 24th, 2016 11:57 am
For some, the moon is the only thing bright in their life as they bend over a fire stirring rice in pot.
January 24th, 2016 1:35 pm
Lovely description of the moon that rises high 🙂
January 24th, 2016 1:51 pm
I love this. Especially the title.
January 24th, 2016 2:28 pm
Such a delightful description of a winter night.
January 24th, 2016 2:49 pm
Colleen, would you please email me at wildwoman2@shaw.ca ? I have a question for you….smiles……
January 24th, 2016 3:11 pm
Lovely imagery.
January 24th, 2016 3:14 pm
Oh I love how you show us that image.. the moon a sentinel or friend… who knows.
January 24th, 2016 4:34 pm
I especially like the “galaxy drift” in your poem.
January 24th, 2016 4:46 pm
A fabulous description of the moon rising on a cold winter’s night. I especially loved”
‘an icy packed shine
in a polar wave of winter’
January 24th, 2016 9:23 pm
I loved how you described the moon during winter. it’s like a giant bauble isn’t it? loved it.
January 25th, 2016 7:16 am
and you, virginians, got hit hard by winter’s breath
soon it will all run as a stream or evaporate into another cloud
gracias