Burglar Moon


 
Burglar Moon

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as I lie
alone
in the dead of night

burglar moon at the window
having stolen the colors of this day

the world chill and quiet

I wonder
how thin the veil
between here and gone

and what will be the final breath
the beckoning breeze
the courier gust
to part that curtain
allowing burglar moon
to lift me
shed of mortal husk
and carry me through

to where
to what
I do not know

only that the day
the hour
the moment
of that theft
draws ever closer

as I lie
alone
in the dead of night

~ ~ ~

rob kistner © 2019

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  • 26 thoughts on “Burglar Moon”

      1. Thank you De, so nice to have you visit! That lil’ phrease popped out of my head, and I smiled. If I was still a young man putting another band together, that’s what I’d name it… 😉

    1. The burglar moon at the window reminded me of the Joni Mitchell song ‘Moon at the Window’ but the thieves left that behind! I like the thought of the moon stealing the colours of the day’ and can relate to those night-time wonderings about the ‘veil between here and gone’.

      1. Love love love my Joni. Brilliant song writer, vocalist, musician, poet, and artist. She is a treasure! I have every one of her albums, CD’s, and video concerts. Glad you enjoyed this Kim…

    2. Love the title….and what great lines:
      “burglar moon at the window
      having stolen the colors of this day”
      That idea of lying in the dark….wondering about the thin veil.
      Such an introspective response to the prompt…and timely with the recent blood moon. So glad you posted this second one too!

      1. Glad you found resonance in this poem Lillian. At 72, with congestive heart failure, a pacemaker, and brittle diabetes – I contemplate that thin veil from time to time. I mostly try to write from a positive point if view, seeing and seeking possibility. Yes Lillian, this past Super Blood Wolf Moon was very exciting to me. I posted some photos of the actual eclipse on my site with my poem “Wolf Moon”. BTW- I really enjoyed this shed prompt, thank you! 🙂

      1. Thank you Mary, and I am getting nearer the step through the veil. My implanted pacemaker sustains me here on this side for now, but on April 6th, 2017, I momentarily had a peak through while in the hospital recovering from a heart operation – but was brought back and received my implant..

    3. An excellent poem Rob… and a question we all contemplate whether we want to or not.
      I wonder
      how thin the veil
      between here and gone

      You are right, the veil is very thing between being here and not! Sometimes only seconds thick!

      1. It is true Dwight, the snap of a finger and some are gone. Others not do fortunate. But it is an uncertain thing, and that us what makes life and love so damned precious. It is not something we want to dwell on unduly, but hard not to contemplate at times, especially as we get older, and health issues surface.

    4. Seeing the image you chose for this gave me the shivers, the gauziness of the curtains contrasting with the brightness of the burglar’s light. There’s a dreamlike quality, where an image of a figure carrying an outline of your “mortal husk” to the other side. It’s a tad frightening yet beautiful at the same time. Well written offering of an intimate pondering.

      1. I was looking through all the images I have collected over the years, trying to find the perfect one. As this image of the night window came onscreen it jumped right out at me. It is the surreal eeriness of it that spoke so strongly to me. I am pleased this poem and the picture resonated for you Jade… 🙂

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