Backyard at Midnight
What’s that light out back?
There’s no moon that I know of.
But wait…it is the moon!
I didn’t expect that.
Yard so illumined tonight…
the pool has that milky glow,
And the deck…it’s lit up like a stage
waiting for performers.
Junipers in the backdrop, husky and dense,
casting shadows over the landscape.
No wind at all, after the torment of
earlier constant blowing.
The stillness of midnight seems made for me
or someone, to notice…this muse, this desire.
Linda Marie Prather
Modesto Branch, CA
I am still accepting “moon poems” and welcome submissions of poetry on any subject for both the website and upcoming issues of the Pen Woman Magazine. –Treanor Baring