Moon Child

“Celebrate the miracle that is a child’s wonder!”

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Moon Child

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that moon
that child
hold eternity’s promise in share

hold in concert
dreams of the future

colorful pails on the ocean’s beach
festooned in starfish and octopus

jelly and jam
on crustless bread

lipstick smeared
on a giddy grin
two outs two strikes
bottom of the ninth
lost to the world
of pretend

a campfire
shared with friends
‘neath a canopy of forever stars

the strum of imagination
that brings song
to the young heart
that elevates
the courage of youth

the rhythm of spirit
that brings the thrill of dance
to young feet
that drives away
the limp of sadness

the hands of time
that will carry the dreams
into the future
toward the doors
opening on possibility

but now
that moon child
is alight with anticipation

waiting
wondering
wishing

looking to that miracle
that is tomorrow

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rob kistner © 2019

 

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  • 30 thoughts on “Moon Child”

    1. Excellent response to the prompt. Waiting to grow up was our first taste of anticipation. Yet it all happened too soon, said he eying the rear view mirror. Oh to recapture those halcyon days of our restless youth. Perhaps we can–with
      poetry, right?

      1. Thank you Glenn. Yes indeed, time moves too slowly when we are young, but much too quickly when we grow old. Learning to live everyday fully, mindfully, I believe is the secret to slowing time down.

      1. Thank you Sarah. When I read the word waiting, the word impatient entered my mind — the impatience of youth. But there is such wonder in childhood, when every tomorrow holds the possibility of something miraculous in the mind of a child. The moon for me represented wonder.

      1. Thank you Linda. I am loving watching my grandson Alex slowly discover the world. I wake each morning grateful that I will get another day to cherish him and his journey.

      1. Thank you so much Vivian… 🙂 I loved that line as well, when first it came to me, and I still find the image captivating. But I edited it out in the end because I felt it robbed s child of free will — which ultimately felt important to avoid.

      1. Thank you Lisa. 🙂 It was inspired by the love of my life, my grandson Alex — my reason for celebrating each new day. In the poem themoon represents the child’s wonder.

    2. This has a magical feel to it. A child full of anticipation for what the world holds tomorrow. I think at times we need to tend our inner-child it stills marvels at the world. I still gaze at the moon in wonderment.

      1. Thank you Frank. It is so uplifting to watch my 5-year-old grandson (will be 6 next week) look at the world. It is all wonder, and excitement, and the possibility if miracles. But it is not that way for every child in this world — and that is a travesty. Each sweet innocent should be a moon child.

    3. A wonderful pairing of the child and the moon, the new and the ancient. I also love the way the child dreams of growing up before our eyes in this poem and the imagery of ‘lipstick smeared on a giddy grin’.

      1. Thank you Kim! Would that every young girl have that giddy grin, and every young boy dream of driving in the winning run — that every child sing and dance, and see miracles in tomorrow.

    4. A beautiful poem Rob. I like how you show that the moon is always there to share our dreams… whether we are a child or waiting to exit! Well done!
      that child
      hold eternity’s promise in share

      hold in concert
      dreams of the future

      This is a great line!

      1. Thank you Dwight. Yes, the moon has always been a source of wonder for a child — for me as well, my entire life. Our having put a few men there in the span of history only makes it that much more fascinating to me. The moon has always ben a source if mystery, even fear and superstition for early humans. It has always earth’s sentry – our sentry. It affects our oceans, plant growth, our crops — it even seems to affect human mood and psychology. The marvelous, mysterious moon.

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