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CRATERS
Ah,
you pale vessel,
you shine so
nonchalantly,
stealing your way
imperturbably
across night's dotted
ceiling.
With pallid face you
smile austerely
as you hang in haughty
grandeur there
above a sea of broken
hearts.
Sail
on, you cratered rock.
Your fleeting life is
but a fading dream;
your transitory
existence
only a puff of wind.
O moon, take your exit
swiftly;
I want to see the sun.
Copyright © 1994 Ruth
Gillis
First
published in the Winter
1994 issue of Poetic
Eloquence
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