communion-white push pin
stuck in inky black sky, moon.
you’re brighter than anyone else
in the room.

white-hot poker in the sky
moon. so very intriguing.
until you burn.

Jim would like to buy a vowel,
moon. but he gets home too late.
(and he hasn’t a clue)

Moon-of-Fortune

it’s a good day to clean out the attic
moon. get rid of some cobwebs.
make more room for you.

it’s been snowin for 48 hours
moon. you’ve been watchin us shovel…
why don’t you take a turn?

take you on in a game of scrabble
moon. if you lose the first round
you can take off a shoe…

the sky’s full of snowflakes and crystals
moon. and we’re wishin the merriest
Christmas to you.

thanks for scraping the windows and
startin the car. if it weren’t for you, moon
we wouldn’t get very far.

(pull over)
(Jim’s gotta pee)
(again, Jim? geez…)

come in and warm up moon.
take your boots off and stay.
we got a mean bean bag toss game in the hallway…

($10 says you’ll play)

things from here on will get longer
moon. there’ll be stories and road trips and
Jim’s crazy rules.

(Jim tries to take over wherever we go)
(you mighta guessed we’re on to him though)

today is the shortest of days
moon. and the longest of nights
you rule.

cool.

gonna roll, bake and frost you
like a cookie moon. eat you up
after dinner. (or maybe by noon)

gonna pour you right into my wine glass
moon. gonna swirl you and drink you
with a chocolate or two.

gonna wrap you in sparkly red paper
moon. then take my sweet time
unwrapping you.

hey moon–here’s a secret, posted for you:
Jim’s feet are stark naked
inside of his boots.

(moon boots)
(and a snowsuit)
(not much else…)

so many mysterious messages
moon. how will we know
if they’re really from you?

(Jim says the spelling’s a giveaway)
(I think that’s just part of the game)

thanks for lightin the way Christmas caroling
moon. we don’t need figgy pudding
but we’ll sing you a tune.

if you shovel the driveway
moon and make sure it’s not icy…
we’ll make us some bloody mary’s.  (spicy)

come join us inside by the fireplace
moon. let yourself in–
grab a log or two.

you’re lookin all weebly and wobbly
moon. this freezing cold weather
must be gettin to you.
(or maybe it’s graduate school…)