The Secret of the Moon (#oneshotwednesday #poetry)

There’s a secret there

just behind the gibbous moon

her smile hides

don’t look too soon


Do you see her lips

the way they curl

men’s hopes and dreams

meant to unfurl


Bacchanal display

of love and such

all conveyed

in a moon-lit touch


She’ll dance and sing

for you alone

but you will never

have her heart of stone


Too late for you

for you’ve  consumed

imbibed the golden draught

of the elusive moon

Join the One Stop Poetry team for another week of fantastic poetry. You are welcome to share a poem by linking in or read the fantastic writing shared each week.

Love the picture: Nasa was searching for moon dust – so am I *

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Thank you for visiting Moondustwriter. In 2019, we have an exciting project. We are developing elementary curriculum for Ugandan children. As a writer, it is a thrill to help children who want to learn. Along with the curriculum, we hope to develop simple fictions about Uganda for the children to read at school. Trust me books are in short supply. We will use our trusted story tellers: a butterfly and a lion to make the stories come alive. Stay tuned as Bethany and Me put pen to paper. I've been part of the blogging community for more than 10 years. Some old timers may remember the award winning (2012 Twitter Shorty ) blog community - One Stop Poetry. I was the (quiet) originator of the idea and co-producer of One Stop Poetry. I am a published writer, poet, artist and photographer. I have written, as well as edited, for periodicals, radio, blogs and fellow writers. There are many facets to this moon - thanks for stopping by.

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  1. Tantalising and secretive, the moon never reveals only what she wants you to see. That’s why she steals the sun’s light!

    Excellent write Leslie, as per usual


  2. You had with the first look at the image of the moon … and then ” She’ll dance and sing for you alone but you will never have her heart of stone” … beautiful!


  3. Perhaps it’s my mood, dreams, hopes or thoughts, but you left me thinking – if I could only wrap my arms around her, I could melt her heart of stone; we could save each other. Great One Shot!


  4. She’ll dance and sing ~ for you alone — a familiar feeling that I bet we all get when we look up and admire her.

    but you will never ~ have her heart of stone — only to admire from afar; never to be owned.

    Love everything about this post — words and image!


  5. I, too, enjoyed your poem very much, Leslie. It has a lovely cadence. I like the contrast, too, that you draw between the revelrie and the “heart of stone”. I think that like most women, she remains mysterious, elusive, never to be fully known (at least by men).


    1. Glad someone saw her personification – I may be a moon but I havn’t been around that long to be hard as a stone


  6. Think about it…You DO have kind of an obsession with the Moon.
    It’s OK…I’m just sayin.
    And it’s very lucky for us that you do, because it sure does inspire some fantastic poetry.
    Thanks MDW for sharing your incredible talent with us all…G


  7. I love this…I have several poems about the moon…collect song lyrics as well…um, wish I wrote this leslie!

    Your words and presence are wonderful and full of wonder

    one shot rules!


    1. I have always liked moon shots, I tried last week to get a shot of the loelvy moon, but I moved. I think your moonshots are beautiful and amazing.


  8. Gorgeous and elusive, your words gravitate! 😉 YOU however glow so brightly dear friend. Love this!!! 🙂 ~April *hugs


  9. “Tomorrow night
    That old Mister Moon
    Will shine silv’ry light
    For you…dear

    Tomorrow night
    For your delight

    …the beginning of a song my mother (a pianist) wrote 60 years ago for my sister, as she prepared for her first date ever. The Prom.

    Your moon is beautiful as your words, Moondustwriter, as are YOU!
    Thank you.


  10. Great Poem, Ah. . .that Gibbous moon and all that it represents, good job.

    Charles Dickens -No vivacious Bacchanalian flame leaped out of the pressed grape of Monsieur Defarge: but, a smouldering fire that burnt in the dark, lay hidden in the dregs.

    Are we to meet at twilight, so as to avoid the Senate? 🙂 I love the coded use of language, really enjoyed exploring this poem, thanks.


  11. I am always puzzled if the rhyming forms the poetry into a higher level? Your rhymes here are so good, and succinct… not strained or off track which happens in so much rhyming poetry…which is one reason I stay far away from rhyme. LOL!

    A haunting work here.

    Lady Nyo


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