Rowing to the moon
\nby cricketjeff on June 14, 2008.\u00a0 \u00a9 Jeff Green, All rights reserved
\nTwo oars half-kiss the river as I row you to the Moon
\nPast a sleeping nest of moorhens and a single diving loon.
\nWith one thousand stars beneath us watch them ripple in our wake,
\nAs our bodies move together in a gentle give and take.
\nWeeping willows brush the water, while you whisper tenderly,
\nThat we’re floating down the river, writing perfect poetry.<\/p>\n
When a shooting star sings sonnets and the planets gasp and sigh
\nThen its time to stop my rowing and to look you in the eye.
\nOn the river, in the moonlight, with the only girl I love,
\nStealing kisses, sipping brandy, watched by Venus from above.<\/p>\n
Now we drift along the river and we talk of dreams in rhyme,
\nWrap each other up in meter and mix metaphors sublime.
\nThen a swan that should be sleeping seems to look at us and say
\nThat it’s time to head for landfall and to put the world away.
\nSo we strike out for the boathouse where we know that all is right
\nWhile we didn’t reach the Moon this time, we didn’t row all night.<\/p>\n
When a shooting star sings sonnets and the planets gasp and sigh
\nThen its time to stop my rowing and to look you in the eye.
\nOn the river, in the moonlight, with the only girl I love,
\nStealing kisses, sipping brandy, watched by Venus from above.<\/p>\n
So another perfect evening ends another day with you,
\nWhen I didn’t climb a mountain or discover something new
\nBut I rowed along a river and I fell in love again,
\nFor the boat was filled with magic, I’m the luckiest of men
\nSilver Moon still shines unsullied, though the river shows the way,
\nWe can set out to explore her on some other perfect day.<\/p>\n
Author notes
\nThis is my poem number 1000 on AP!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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