Poetry

My Full Moon

By Gustavo Lapis Ahumad

I don’t think of you as often as I once did
You no longer caress my night sky as you once did,
When you were there omnipresent and ever glowing
What was once constant is now occasional
There was seldom a night that expelled your participation
You were always the Moon
Constant, with vigilance over my darkened skies
With a warm smile and warm eyes you nurtured a decaying dominion
Now all that is left are bittersweet memories of a Queen long gone
I don’t think of you as often as I once did
You no longer caress my night sky as you once did,
When you were there omnipresent and slowly fading
What was once Providence is now Silenced
Once, you were always the Moon
Now you are like the Full moon
Mysterious and Scarring
Infrequent and Occasional
Rarely provoking thoughts
But when you do, It’s all about you
My beautiful full Moon