Sunday Poem

“It’s easy to believe in god
when the moon looks like this;
thin host rising low,
in the East,
tinged
with the blood of the sun.”
~~kj

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3 Responses to Sunday Poem

  1. KJ says:

    Poems were originally an oral medium, so hearing a poem and reading a poem are actually two quite different experiences.

    Hearing this poem, the last word, “sun,” could also be heard as “son.” “Sun” is considered a pivot word, a word with two meanings, and is often used in Japanese poetry.

    End of lesson. LOL 😉

  2. KJ

    Thank you for sharing and the lesson on poetry. I love having some culture around here and stuff that makes us all think.

    It’s funny my first love of writing was always poetry – for 3 decades – how on earth poetry morphed into politics I can’t figure.

  3. KJ says:

    I think a love of earth poetry and politics are a natural morph, Pamela. 🙂

    This poem came straight from the Muse while driving down a country road, I had to stop the car and grab a pencil and paper to catch it. The Muse loves nature. 🙂