Two Poems (Both Via PoetryProseDrama) (Click For Link)
How sad is this poem? Must it be this way? I hope not.
Only the Moon
By Wong May
When I was a child I thought
The new moon was a cradle
The full moon was granny's round face
The new moon was a banana
The full moon was a big cake.
When I was a child
I never saw the moon.
I only saw what I wanted to see.
And now I see the moon
It's the moon,
Only the moon, and nothing but the moon.
Isn't this next one spot on?
The Facebook Sonnet
by Sherman Alexie
Welcome to the endless high-school
And lovers, however kind or cruel.
Let's undervalue and unmend
The present. Why can't we pretend
Every stage of life is the same?
Let's exhume, resume and extend
Childhood. Let's all play the games
That preoccupy the young. Let fame
And shame intertwine. Let one's search
For God become public domain.
Let church.com become our church.
Let's sign up, sign in and confess
Here at the altar of loneliness.
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