The Glowing Moon (poetry)

"The moments of impact end up defining who we are"

Patrick Frank

Location: Asheville, North Carolina, USA
Birthday: September 26

Bio: I am a poet-essayist-singer-songwriter, and advocate for the poor, with a teaching and counseling background. I grew up in Florida, now live in Arden, North Carolina. I also lived in New England 20 years. I love nature, music, and poetry. I am married and we have three adult-kids between us and four grandkids! I am interfaith, leaning toward Taoist, Celtic, and Native American spirituality, and an "Obama Democrat." I am now focusing on our upcoming move (within Asheville) as well as my music and poetry-writing. I also continue to write political columns.

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A number of reflections on personal growth
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FEBRUARY 12, 2012 5:51AM

Rate: 7 Flag

distance

makes it hard to know

what's going on

fear makes it hard

to admit the truth

the wind was moaning

all night long last night

in the cold and dark

how can we break through

into the warm and light?

I walked outside at dawn

and the wind was battering

the world

yet when I looked up

there was the moon

the glowing moon

truth is hard to come by

when you're struggling

to survive

yet I know

there is always hope

it goes with life

another day

another chance

to create

and reach out

in this America

afflicted

with far too many

cold hearts

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Wait for morning and hope for the best

Blinddream

February 12, 2012 06:51 AM

Patrick, hope for the best my friend and pray for the rest.
~R~

M. C. S.

February 12, 2012 11:51 AM

I hope that the glowing moon will begin to warm the hearts.
lovely poem of pain and hope.
rated with love

RomanticPoetess

February 12, 2012 12:03 PM

The moon in daylight is an eery and strangely inspiring sight.
rate

Dr William Lee

February 12, 2012 12:32 PM

friggin awesome!!!

tai

February 12, 2012 04:57 PM

Cold hearts and a lack of souls, everyone's selfish and out to "rule the world"... we've forgotten what it means to live. Beautiful poem. R

Addicted to the Voices

February 12, 2012 06:26 PM

This is a beautiful poem, and "there is always hope, it goes with life." The wind was wild all last night here, too...It's still pretty windy tonight, but I'm thinking just a little more than a month till spring.