—Poems and Photos by Carol Louise Moon, Placerville, CA
SHE CALLS HIM ANCIENT MARINER
He was kneeling over,
back bones protruding through
his T-shirt, his feet folded
at the ankles, his arms
intently tinkering on a
mechanical device
at the transom of his
27-foot boat. Sunset amber
lit up his gray hair.
He worked like this
out on the water in the
elements, in a harbor—
home of seals and gulls.
A gull perched on the stern rail
was watching him, bobbing,
scrutinizing the work
of the old man.
He had circumnavigated
the big island up North
Pacific, and now time to
make ship-shape his new vessel
which would carry him
with his new wife
farther through fog and sunsets—
motoring through cold waters
up, around and back home
again to the harbor he loved—
gulls squawking, egging him on.
THE COLOR GRAY
The color gray
flattens itself
on the surface of a road.
The color gray:
a do-nothing color
in the face of
an impending color storm.
I'M A GRAY
She wore a gray sweater
she wore a gray hat,
her eyes were steely gray
as she kicked a gray cat.
And what of her gray mood,
her words gray and hollow?
The clouds that hung over
that gray rain would follow.
I'd seen her so often
and heard of her fame;
her gray disposition
and even her last name
which was Gray, Ima Gray.
I'm a Gray, she would say.
RACCOONS
The young raccoon leans erect
with his face and forepaw against
the cabin nestled among ivy and
beach rock. He gazes with guarded
curiosity into the sunshine of a
breezy day on this verdant island.
His smaller brother appears
from behind him, equally curious,
but more timid. Their dark shaded
eyes and white powdered cheeks
accentuate the seeming long nose
running down their foreheads.
Not bandits of ill repute, but more
a panda-cousin, they seem ready
to approach and beg for a treat.
Fruit, anyone?
Today’s LittleNip:
DESERTED
(a Pleiades)
—Carol Louise Moon
Deserted, you and me,
down on our luck, but free.
Don't mind company of
desert fox and fennec.
Dark evening finds us down,
difficult to see on
dry, dusty desert floors.
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—Medusa, with our thanks to Carol Louise of the Moon for her poems today (some of which are part of her “The Color Gray” series), and her photos (part of her “All Things Metal” series).
Frank Ney, Former Mayor of Nanaimo, BC, Canada
—Photo by Carol Louise Moon
—Photo by Carol Louise Moon
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