Michael J. Schaeffer

In the Midnight Moon


In the Midnight Moon

Approaching the Crossroads. How Common this Intersection is to a Human. Maybe even Woman now a Days Visits this Residence? I would not know how a Woman Feels on Her Personal Battles that Takes Her Threw Her Ups and Downs. Her Crossroads. Highs and Lows. Life's Battles. I was Told to be Careful of a Woman that can Drive You to a Dangerous Intersection. A Collision. A Crossroads. Now the Evening is Late and Dark. The Moon is Full. It Appears to Be. A Phantasm of Tonight. As You Glimpse at the Midnight Sky You See Her Face as if She was a Sign of Calmness and Peace. As I Gaze at this Face in the Midnight Moon, Close Your Eyes and You will Start to Hear the Sea in Your Ears. The Pounding of Your Heart with a Sea of Blood in It. Its Your Sea. Your Eyes Observing Her Face. In the Midnight Moon She Is. The Moon and its Charming Hex. The Eyes and Face are so Fascinating. The Sound of the Blood and Sea is just like another Night. Common the Hallucination is at Night...



  • little dove

    this is a lovely poem. I like how you have brought the moon into this poem aswell

    • Michael J. Schaeffer

      Thank you. Love can be scary & out of this world. Everyone is different. I guess even though it’s love, be careful not to jump sometimes.

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