Green murky water
too chilly to skinny dip in
but trying hard to entice us anyway
was done and the night was dark
above offering wishes
no one but the Man on the Moon
show and tell
the night’s spell
like a net to catch
our secrets and dreams and schemes and things
to be seen
in the light of day
whatever, who cares anyway?
I do, you do, we do
night’s like this are so dear
in the dark sometimes you see more clear
especially by the green murky water
Man on the Moon
this moment will be gone too soon.
Hope you dig today’s free verse hippie poetry written on the fly. And I hope you’ll stop by again tomorrow!! Much Peace Love Art!