Flight of the Moon
A serrated silver coin sails on an inky ocean -
Plays hide and seek with dolphins,
between long floating fronds of kelp.
Peers curiously at his double flying high
in a cappuccino froth of clouds and galaxies,
so bright, so sharp, so clear and definite.
In the wake of a distant boat a luminescent trail glitters -
long echo of a comet’s short-lived tail.
The moon in his ceaseless flight does not pause,
yet wonders whose beauty is more rare.
Plays hide and seek with dolphins,
between long floating fronds of kelp.
Peers curiously at his double flying high
in a cappuccino froth of clouds and galaxies,
so bright, so sharp, so clear and definite.
In the wake of a distant boat a luminescent trail glitters -
long echo of a comet’s short-lived tail.
The moon in his ceaseless flight does not pause,
yet wonders whose beauty is more rare.
This poem is copyright (©) Kit Weston 2023
About the Writer
Kit Weston
Kit is a primary teacher, enthusiastic reader and creative writer. Time with her class during lock-down (Badgers, you know who you are!) was the kick-start needed to take writing more seriously. Kit is now a librarian and spends a lot of time writing and uniting children with the book that will be ‘The One’ to convert them into avid readers.
