Moon over Lowestoft
' a celestial toenail in the sky, which presents poetic difficulties'
Our friendly celestial neighbour,
Reflects sunlight from dry stormy seas and oceans.
Favoured by werewolves, cats and Friesians.
Some say there is a man in it,
Others see a long eared rabbit.
Full it looks so big and close,
One might think, you could grab it!
On clear nights phased by assonance it is
Overwhelmed in rhyme with 'tune' and 'soon'.
Waxing and waning monthly,
Historically, June does some poetic heavy lifting.
Best to "Beware the tides of March"
Don't touch a 'Blue Moon', which leaves you 'standing alone'!
I may try 'crater' later?
George Roberts Moon-fancier and writer of Doggerel - November 2026






