SNOW MOON

The moon shone bright

brighter than had ever been

brighter than had ever seen

As if given a chance, an opportunity

to free the Earth from the captive dark

It smiled expansively, its visage radiant

Knowing there was none to challenge

None in that vast surrounding inkiness

The crowded heaven of celestial orbs

Some stationary, Some running

Some winking from afar with last gasps

To fill in the blanks with morse code

Blips of energy on a black canvas

No, the moon had confidence

that none would surpass it tonight

No stars' twinkle would ever match

the desire to wax eloquently such

The Earth however was shy

Introspective under the resplendent sheen

so it turned away, ever so slowly

Causing light to move from zenith to horizon

And in that slightest circumlocution

it opened an avenue for another

The twin brother who waited

patiently outside the threshold

Entry permitted a sliver but enough

Eastern doors parted for but a beam

Deep violet watercolour, flames of orange

Started ascending as the Moon watched

Snow White from the west

against emerging red from the east

Spectators there were few but mute

For the spectacle before us stayed our tongue

And as the eastern colour spread like tentacles

The moon grew quiet and distracted

And before it was consumed by the rage from below

A movement westward it did, towards another canvas

A greeted howl erupted from where they waited

Lupine companionship delighted by the arrival

of a friend whose glow shone like the snow