Staring into Space
Twelve astronauts
Went to the moon
And left too soon
And no one came to
Follow in their tread.
As time went by,
The man in the moon,
A lonely old loon,
Wondered, if it was
Something he’d said.
Went to the moon
And left too soon
And no one came to
Follow in their tread.
As time went by,
The man in the moon,
A lonely old loon,
Wondered, if it was
Something he’d said.
This poem is copyright (©) Bernard Pearson 2025
About the Writer
Bernard Pearson
Bernard's work appears in many publications, including; Aesthetica Magazine, The Edinburgh Review, Crossways, The Gentian, Nymphs The Poetry Village, Beneath The Fever, The Beach Hut Little Stone, The Caterpillar Magazine. In 2017 a selection of his poetry ‘In Free Fall’ was published by Leaf by Leaf Press. In 2019 he won second prize in The Aurora Prize for Writing.
