Moon thoughts in poetry and prose prepared for the Lunar Literature workshop.

My Moon Haiku
By Keri Simacek

Bright and romantic
Difference phases different shapes
Use telescope too

The Moon
by Christy Robinson

Looking up at the dark sky,
There is an object a million or more miles high.
This object is so bright,
It lights up the darkest night.
Looking up at the dark sky,
There is an object a million or more miles high.
The bright glow reminds me your looking at it too,
Then, I smile and feel closer to you.
Looking up at the dark sky,
There is an object a million or more miles high.
On that object I see a your happy face looking down at me,
That face brings joy to my heart and sets my spirit free.
Looking up at the dark sky,
There is an object a million or more miles high.

The Moon

No glow of its own
Imperfect mirror
Light and shadow is shown
Patterns revealed as it draws nearer

It fills the night
Then disappears
Waxing and waning light
Blotting out the stars like tears

Its motion rules the tides
A smiling man of nursery rhyme
It comforts and it guides
Paired with the sun it gives us time

Connie Kindler

What do you see in the moon?

The moon is a fascinating object in the sky and when I look at it
(especially with binoculars on a full moon night) I can almost imagine
walking around up there. It's really neat (lazy) when I can lay on my
couch and look out the window with a full view of it. On a recent
eclipse occasion I could actually watch it from the comfort of my couch.
I also enjoy reading the selections from 13 Moons on Turtle's Back.
Several years ago when I was in South Dakota's Badlands I kept
thinking that the scenery was more like a "moonscape". The eroded hills
with a lack of vegetation just looked so "moon-like".

I'm not a poet or story writer. These are just a few thoughts.

Liz Roy

THINK SPRING!!!!! The red-winged blackbirds and robins are back:+)))

What do I see in the Moon?

The moon is a barren place and Earth's closest neighbor in space. The moon is Earth's satellite. When I think of the moon, I think of these things. I also think about the moon in the night sky that I see in it's many phases.

When I was young, I was always watching the moon. The moon was my friend. I loved the many faces he had. The moon always seemed to travel wherever I went. He followed me to Oshkosh and Fond du Lac. He even went all the way to Kentucky with me! When I think of the moon, I remember watching Neil Armstrong land and then walk on the moon. How awesome to walk on the moon which is covered by thousands of bowl shaped craters, along with mountains and hills, valleys and flatlands! Could this be? When I was a child, I thought the moon was just made of cheese!

Barb Splittgaber
Kdgn. Teacher
Barlow Park Elem.
(920)748-1594

WHAT I SEE IN THE MOON
by: Michelle Erickson

Laying in the grass staring in the night,
I see the moon shining bright.

Laying in the grass looking at the moon,
Wouldn't it be fun if I could be there soon.

On the moon I'd be, living it up wild and free.
All by myself I'd explore this great mystery.

Laying in the grass, oh what a sight,
Wish I could be there, right now, this night.

What do I see in the Moon?

I see dark.
I see light.
I see serenity.
I see tranquility.
I see mystery.
I see intrigue.
I see promise.
I see a fresh new start.

Chris Wright

Moon
Large, white
Orbiting the Earth
Peaceful, so gently glowing
Moon

~Alisha Gard

Timmy and the Man in the Moon
By Christina Forster

Once upon a time there was a little boy named Timmy. Timmy was an only child, the son of two astronomers. His parents Lily and Jack were wonderful people who lived for their son. Timmy was a wonderful son who seldom misbehaved and was always kind to everyone around him. One day when Timmy was ten years old, his parents were in a terrible accident. Both of them were severely injured and both went into a coma. While his parents were in the hospital, Timmy's Aunt Lulu came to take care of him. Aunt Lulu was an extremely mean aunt who did nothing for Timmy. Poor Timmy was miserable. Not only were his two favorite people sick and in the hospital, he had to live with his terrible aunt who hated him. Timmy wished for his parents to wake up and get well with every breath he took. For weeks, Timmy would go to the school during the day and then go to the hospital at night. His parents were in the same room so he would sit between their beds and talk to them. Every night at 6 o'clock Aunt Lulu would come to the hospital and make Timmy go home. Once home Timmy had to cook dinner for Aunt Lulu, clean the house, and then he had to spend the rest of the evening in his room. He had to stay very quiet, or Aunt Lulu would threaten Timmy telling him that he wouldn't be allowed to visit his parents anymore if he didn't learn to behave. Sometimes she wouldn't even let him eat.
One night about a month after the crash, Timmy went into his room, sat down by the window, and looked out at the moon. It was a clear night and Timmy could see millions of stars as well as a bright, full moon. Timmy sat there, stared at the moon, and began to cry. He cried and cried begging anyone who could be listening to help him. He cried until he could cry no more. He lay his tired head down on his window seat and fell into a deep sleep.
Timmy slept for what seemed like forever. However, when he awoke, it was still night. Suddenly, Timmy heard a voice. "Timmy," it called. Timmy sat up and looked around. He didn't see anyone in his room or outside in the yard. He waited a few minutes and then lay his head back down and began to drift off again. Then he heard it again. "Timmy, Timmy!" This time Timmy sat up immediately and asked, "Who's there?" Timmy looked around and again couldn't see anyone. But when he looked at time moon, he looked at the moon he saw a face staring back at him. It was the man in the moon! And the man was alive and talking to him!
"Timmy, whatever is the matter?" asked the moon.
Timmy was stunned to the point of speechlessness.
"Well… I… ah… Mr. Moon sir… my parents are sick, and I'm sad because I miss them." Timmy finally spat out.
"I know Timmy. It's because of this that I've come to help you. You see, your parents have been watching me in the sky for years and I in turn, have been watching the three of you for years. You seem like such a wonderful family and I can't bear to see you in pain. So I've come to help them out. By the time you go to visit your parents tomorrow at the hospital, both of them will be awake," said the moon.
Timmy was thrilled.
"Really Mr. Moon?!" asked Timmy.
"Yes Timmy," he replied.
"And if you ever need anything again, all you have to do is look up at me and send out a silent prayer. I'll always be here to help you."
And with that, the face in the moon disappeared. Timmy was so excited he could barely contain himself.
"My parents are going to be ok! We're going to be a family again!" Timmy thought over and over to himself for the rest of the night.
The next morning Timmy was up for school long before it was time to go. He showered and dressed up in extra nice clothes and made Aunt Lulu an extra nice breakfast since he wasn't going to have to see her anymore. All day, all Timmy could think about was getting to the hospital to see his parents. Mr. Hannigan, Timmy's teacher, had to stop and ask Timmy to pay attention several times. Finally, 3 o'clock came and Timmy was free to go. He ran all 14 blocks to the hospital. When he got there, Aunt Lulu was already there asking when she would be rid of the "wretched child". When Timmy walked into their hospital room, both Lily and Jack were sitting up in there beds. When they saw Timmy they both broke into big smiles and Timmy yipped for joy.
"I'm so glad you're ok! I've missed you so much!" Timmy exclaimed.
"We missed you too Timmy," said Jack.
"Oh Timmy, its so good to see you!" cried Lily.
Timmy ran back and forth between the two beds hugging his parents and chattering incessantly about the previous few weeks.
That night, Timmy was given a cot so that he could sleep in his parents' room at the hospital. Right before the three of them went to sleep, his mom said,
"You know, I had the strangest dream. I don't know how I remember, but I swear that there was a face in the moon. And the face was telling me that I had to wake up because my son needed me," Lily said.
"That's odd," said Jack. "I had the same dream."
Timmy was so happy. So it had been the moon! What a wonderful man!
"It wasn't a dream. The man in the moon talked to me last night and said that he was going to help you," Timmy said.
The three of them silently turned their heads to stare out the window at the moon. They sat in the stillness and all sent up silent prayers and thank-yous to be back together again. Nowhere on Earth were three people happier than the three in Room 203. Lily and Jack soon fell asleep, but Timmy lay awake for a long time unable to stop smiling. Finally, he started to drift off. Just before his eyes shut for good, the man in the moon winked at him.
The End

What Do You See in the Moon?
By Amanda Boyle

At night the moon comes out
I look up to see what it is all about
Round, bright, and white
It shines like the sun but only in the night
You can get a ride there free of tax
But beware of the craters & cracks
It looks cottage cheesy, which makes me a little wheezy
But its wonder is nonetheless crazy
(Italics) In fact, it reminds me of my Aunt Beezy
Explorations there have been, but a warning be made
it is one small step for mankind, but one giant leap for a
BIG BEHIND!

Man of the Moon
Amanda Piccirillo

Man of the moon grins down at Earth
Organizing a plan to disappear
Once a part of us, tries
Now to escape from the damage we made.

Lunar landings scarred the surface
Unveiling dust and ash
"Never asking permission they came
And bothered me", he says, "Heck I've got
Rights! They came and destroyed my life.

Someone put their flag
And poked me in the heart,
Their footprints imprinted in my side.
Earth's people came and
Left me hurt and bruised
Left me littered.
I gave you light to see at night
Though never got a thanks
Even though I've been their friend.

Sometimes in the day and many a night
I gaze out my window towards the moon
quite a wonderous sight
and what to my wonderous eyes does appear
but a cheshire cat grinnning from ear to ear
a multicolored sphere of black, gray, and white
hanging so effortlessly in the cool, dark night
the man in the moon winks down at me
and that is what my wonderous eyes do see.

Angela Shultz

The Moon

Gazing up at the moon, what do I see?
A friend from childhood, who's always been there with me.
Who help me wish upon stars,
And look at the night's sky,
Wondering and dreamin as time passed by.

With its smiling face and gentle glow,
Without it, I would be lost, not knowing where to go.
Today it's still there,
Reminding me of dreams in the past,
A constant image, pushing me on,
To a future of that I never dared to imagine.

Renae Vorpahl

"The Moon Is a Ghostly Galleon…"*

I see in the moon a place like Earth but different at the same time. Both Moon and Earth probably began as parts of the same celestial body. The moon has gravity, but less of it. It has mountains and craters but no seas and no atmosphere. It has no seismic activity and no magnetic field. It has helped us learn about Earth's gravity and early history. It is old and beautiful and inspiring and everyone on Earth shares it. Let us appreciate this celestial wonder in peace around the world.
Mary Williams-Norton (*apologies to "The Highwayman")

What do you see in the moon?
Round and round on a determined route.
Shining and bright
You lead the waves through the night
Your reliability is endless
Lovers swear by you and
Children think you're made of cheese
But to me you are a friend,
Jolly in the night smiling down on me
I can't always see you, you go away
But one thing is for sure, I will see you again.

By, Laura Dryfoos

What does the moon look like?
By: Gina Baker

The face on the moon.
Happy at times, but shows different
Emotions depending on the phase.

Mostly, I see a man smiling
Over me.
One face on the moon
Near my dreams and prayers.
Spotted in the sky,

Fearless and bright,
Always looking at me,
Curious to see what it is like here on
Earth.

In the Moon I See…

Looking up at the moon sometimes I see
A man smiling down on me
Or cheese that is green
But when it is a man, he never looks mean.

The moon glows
Sometimes whole,
Sometimes half or there about
Sometimes only a sliver
But you can almost always see the moon out

At night I see a big ball in the sky
I wish I could jump high
When it is full, in the dark it helps me see
To moon is so pretty.

Amanda Roth

The moon
A common ground
Between here and there
A constant between me and you
A reassuring glow
Unspoken
A faint reflection, all the worlds' eyes behold.
The celestial body
Becomes a listener
To uttered wishes
Reflected "somewhere out there"
I can hear the wishes
Of the world
(and one little mouse).

Leslie Becker

Many of us
Often take the moon for granted.
Others find deep contentment by the moon's ambiance
Never sharing our wishes, hopes, and dreams.

Stephanie Heinzelman

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