THE BLUE MOON

i know

it was

( like a blue moon ago)

however out of the blue now

i am just getting around to enter this  :

i had heard before that it was

by no mistake going to be out of sight ...

it was the blue moon's time again

to be hanging out tonight

and yes, even from inside i could see sublimely

it was up there alright coming in

wide with the offering of Her divine light ...

and so just

before going to bed myself

next with the remembrance of a faerie rite

i felt i wanted to take

in a deeper look at that autumnal orb

then it was that mother called

from her room

(already snug in bed after all

of our hugs for the night) saying that she wanted now

to have a view of  "the bride dressed in white" too

Goddess love her, to honor her as i do

humbly (but not too soon) i said to wit, "mumsie

there is just so much i can do as your son ;

i cannot bring the moon from the sky in here for you!"

then i remembered delightfully

that old zen move of how to move a mind

to surrender : i went outside

with a bucket filled with water

to catch the moon's reflection

and brought it back inside for her

(in fun - as a mind-bender can be) to see

The Beauty of The Mother

that had been just a second

ago only in the sky.

lets face it, inspiration comes from one

of those "undisclosed places" -

no matter from above or below/within - 

and thats when it hit me :

" fuck the bucket, boy,

nows the time to crack open that bottle of moon shine !"

and so it was up

at the zendo dada (that)

mother and son and moon

shine shone under one roof

as one (and as a group)

making the art of reality

as we "no" it ...go POOF!

my mother

the cover girl says,

" now wipe that smile off

your face! "

love you got