If we can harvest the moon
should we
Or should we let it continue to be
the harvest moon
Not the harvested moon
Mr Twain says that lies can travel
half way around the world
whilst truth puts on it shoes
hoaxes of celebrity
deaths that never happened
come to mind
people fight manipulation from
papers and towering billboards
they want the truth before they make decisions
not gift wrapped lies
for dreams
the moon looks down on all
she thinks
harvesting the truth
could call for Hermes
and his winged shoes to bring
us back stories
we can believe
(c) June Perkins
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I say let the Harvest Moon be! Let her shine down and call Hermes to be the Messenger of Truth.
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I really like the tone of this poem. I believe we are very similar. Please read mine and give feedback. http://yukilifetolive.wordpress.com/2013/08/09/story-of-a-man/
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Yes, you have some very heart felt poetry there – just made a visit.
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Beautiful – I hope there is no moon harvest, just a harvest moon
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Me too 😉
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