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
Excellent...this is my new favorite of yours to date...
ReplyDeleteThanks Tess.... It was an interesting prompt. But then when have yours NOT been interesting.
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Remarkable response to a remarkable prompt.
ReplyDeleteI love that he pays homage to the moon. Your words add beauty to the image.
ReplyDeleteI got the feeling of being on that bike!
ReplyDeleteLovely - I can understand why he might cry. The heavens are the most beautiful thing.
ReplyDeleteAnna :o]
Oh wow I want to get on a bike naked this instant lol
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