Blue Flower Moon

Celebratory
Congratulatory blooms —
On a May evening


May’s full moon is traditionally known as the flower moon, due to all of the new flowers this month, and a blue moon is the second full moon in one month. This week, Saturday’s moon was a “blue flower moon.” See more at Frank J. Tassone’s page. My brother graduated from college on Saturday night, and I graduated on Friday evening, so this poem is influenced by that.

 

Rest

She wishes for rest. She cries,

Tide-looped emotions too much, leaving her

Dust-tongued — with no more words

Yet heart-aching to be heard.

 

She sings, taking inspiration from

The morning she-bird, mourning dove.

Maybe one day, poppies

Will place their cradle-petals around

Her, in a moon-silent embrace.


For this week’s DVerse Poetics prompt, which was about Dylan Thomas and his love for hyphenated compound words. I used the following suggestions in my poem: tide-looped, dust-tongued, she-bird, and cradle-petals. I also invented some of my own. 

Moonstruck

Meant to be born under a sturgeon moon,
I arrived under the strawberry moon in June:
Maybe I could not wait
For a taste of this life,
The sweetness of that first breath,
To see what flowers and fruits would bloom.


For Real Toads. Note: The sturgeon moon is the name of the full moon in August.