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Sunday, July 21, 2013

The Mag 178: Moon on the Horizen

 
Andrew Wyeth - The Man and the Moon - 1990
 
 


When the land spreads out against the horizon
no man made obstacles to block the view
the moonrise breaks over natural terrain
is a sight to behold

And summer nights when the air is split apart
by the resistance of your bike on the road
your veins are rush with blood
as your body grows goose bumps

Not another soul in sight and the only sound
aside from the song of nature is the putt-putt
of your engine as you throttle down to a stop
dismount the bike and stand stark still

Facing the rising night light
in silent homage and obedience
to the calling stars
even a grown man cries



Michael A. Wells

The Mag

7 comments:

Tess Kincaid said...

Excellent...this is my new favorite of yours to date...

Michael A. Wells said...

Thanks Tess.... It was an interesting prompt. But then when have yours NOT been interesting.
:-)

Berowne said...

Remarkable response to a remarkable prompt.

brenda w said...

I love that he pays homage to the moon. Your words add beauty to the image.

Gerry @ Strummed Words said...

I got the feeling of being on that bike!

hyperCRYPTICal said...

Lovely - I can understand why he might cry. The heavens are the most beautiful thing.
Anna :o]

Anonymous said...

Oh wow I want to get on a bike naked this instant lol