The Moon’s out

A glint, a glimmer through the clouds. Blue sky darkening. Sunlight catches the side of the moon, there is a hint of where the Sun is, down and to the right of the moon. About thirteen times a year the moon is in this stage of its phases. I’m not sure, but because most months are thirty one days (four are thirty days, one is twenty eight or twenty nine and seven are thirty one) this adds up to twenty nine or thirty extra days over the year. If we had thirteen actual months, not lunar months in a year, what would we call the thirteenth? Lunary? Lol


Soon will come the new Moon,

running over the sky,

hurtling through space,

so slow but so fast,

arc of light,

thirteen moons and

thirteen months in a year.

Cold and numb I stand and view you. Shocked by your light,

reflected glory.

You are time,

you are a clock,

your face turned to us

but constantly changing.

If one could visit you,

like in the past,

would we see times spell,

it’s awesome power.

Our sad world.