Why So Blue, Moon?

blue moonHey, moon,

Why so blue?

It’s a beautiful

Summer night.

It’s Friday.

The work week

Is done.

The weekend

Has finally arrived!

There’s no need

To be blue.

Do you want

To talk

About

Whatever

Has you down?

I know

A thing or two

About being

Blue.

It’s not

My favorite color,

And it doesn’t

Look good

On you.

Everyone

Is making

Such a big deal

About

How blue

You are.

Don’t you hate it

When people

Get involved

In your personal

Business?

I’m just asking

Because

I want you

To know

You have

A friend

Down here,

On the big, blue marble

You watch over

Every night.

Blue-Moon beerMaybe

It would help

To have

A beer.

A particular brand

Comes to mind.

I’m not much

Of a drinker,

But sometimes,

A beer

With a friend

Is all it takes

To chase away

The Blues.

blues-brothersWe’re on a

Mission from God,

After all:

To cheer up

The Earth’s

Faithful satellite.

Hey, Moon…

Why so blue?

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About Austin

Native New Yorker who's fled to the quiet life in Maine. I write movies, root for the Yankees, and shovel lots of snow.
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4 Responses to Why So Blue, Moon?

  1. Perhaps the moon is blue because “Rowdy” Roddy Piper has passed. 😦

  2. Stefi says:

    I love this poem.

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