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Moon Being
by Scott Utley
Part of my face is an immense crater.
It is here I spend all my free time,
sitting beside myself sipping tea
on the lips of my cheek bones.
I talk endlessly
about your perfection,
and what a profound
defect of character that is.
I then respond ad infinitum.
We compare notes.
We laugh, cry, and wistfully whine
sitting beside ourselves,
sipping tea watching you.
01/30/2007 Posted on 01/31/2007
Copyright © 2025 Scott Utley
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Genevieve Sturrock on 01/31/07 at 04:18 PM We compare notes.
We laugh, cry, and wistfully whine
besides ourselves
sipping tea watching you....very well put together thought here...
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| Posted by Kathleen Wilson on 02/01/07 at 04:28 AM Fantastic poem, Scott, and in the tradition of the Japanese masters in their tea sipping ceremonies. The "beside myself" and besides ourselves" just gives the lunar spin to the whole thing... moon watching, self reflective, dream friend... |
| Posted by Nancy Ames on 10/24/08 at 10:13 PM Most enjoyable, Mr. Utley. Lots of double meanings and subtle images brought together into a perfect, integral moon - oops, I mean 'integral whole'. |
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