Moonshine

By Sebastiaan

This is a poem to go along with the previous post by Jolanda.


Moonshine

This is triumphant calling
over graceful islands -
bubbles of sea
surrounded by land.

Triumphant he shouted
over tearful drops of water -
bubbles of snow
surrounded by heat.

Endless wailing
of the full moon - wants
to hear, to see,
the ground beneath its hand.

Triumphant was crowded,
triumphant the land,
triumphant the sea,
triumphant drops of water
in snowy landscapes
of me -
moonshine.