When The Moon Was Blue (A Poem)

When The Moon Was Blue

You knocked upon my door
for something
some reason
some need
or desire.
What was it?
How may I help you?
Don’t be frightened.
Take my heart.
I’ll grow another
and give that one to you
Shake the trees
shading my hiding place
until the apples have all fallen
to hell.
Then come back for candy.
What was it?
How may I help you –
or have you forgotten
that I could?


About Ellespeth

I'm a poet. Sometimes I write stories and other nonsense. Ellespeth

4 comments on “When The Moon Was Blue (A Poem)

  1. I love the layers in this, yet another classy piece Ellespeth 😉

    • Thanks, Helen. I’m smirking…yes, layered is a view I hadn’t taken until your comment. Layers of love. Ooooo…what I could do with that idea 😛 I may do a youtube thingy this week end – perhaps a reading of one of my poems. I’ll have to see how confusing this is. YOU gave me the idea with your own reading a few months back. I’ve never forgotten it –

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