There comes that time in life
When loneliness comes over you,
Feeling that there is no-one out there.
But if you just look up at the moon
You may realise
That others are looking at that same moon,
So you can never be alone in this world.
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Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: The moon is there for us all.
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I suspect I'd be howling at the moon by the time I reached that stage, Andy.... Believe it or not there are otherwise reasonable people who still believe that the level of madness rises in the population at a full moon. ‘Still, this is the age of conspiracy theories et al, so why not throw in some superstition too…
Thanks for a nice polished little gem which allowed me to have a good vent, Mate….
My pleasure Dave, having a good vent helps on occasions.
Andy
Oh thanks for that, Andy.
Your story re Victor Borge below was worth coming back for - Cheers.
Good write Gold.
Thanks Orchi.
Oh my absolute favourite playing while I read your fine tribute to the glorious moon - - a treat of a read and a listen to good music -thank you dear Andy.
My absolute pleasure Fay, thank you.
Andy
Very true Andy. A wonderful relationship we all have with the Moon. 😉
We surely do AP.
Andy
And a beautiful piece of music to play as you let your lunar thoughts go where they will.
I saw Victor Borge play this, the lights were dimmed so that it just seemed like moonlight was shining on him, he was almost finished playing and I thought this would be the first time I had heard him play a whole tune without putting a joke in it. He reached the last four bars and fell off his stool. He said "Oh sorry about that, I fell asleep." He was a very funny man and an excellent pianist.
Andy
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