The moon
can’t sleep tonight.
She frets
gets entangled in a tree
and can’t...break loose.
I hear her
crying to herself...weeping in the sky
caught up in the storm
of my being
without you.
The moon thrown against
a mountain
can’t break
but must endure
all night long...this long night
searching for a past
it haunts
whispering to her self:
“On a night like this
Love was lost! ”
I hear her
crying to herself
lost in a dream
she can’t awaken from
The moon can’t sleep...the moon can’t sleep.
Dónall Dempsey
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-moon-can-t-sleep-tonight/
