Synthetic Moon
This world has so much fake
It could be raked up by a rake
As I wonder outside at night
I begin to see something up high.
It’s real enough touch,
Something so tangible
Created by God himself.
For I do not see a synthetic Moon
As still as it is, it glows brightly
In my life, the patterns you
Can sometimes see could it be
Trickery of the eye?
It’s real enough touch,
Something so tangible
Created by God himself.
For I do not see a synthetic Moon
Just to imagine the rockets blasting off
Reaching a place above us all.
The wonders of outer-space
Puts me out of place in a
Place of wonder.
It’s real enough touch,
Something so tangible
Created by God himself.
For I do not see a synthetic Moon
Copyright John Preston Writings 2018
Picture By Julie Mishler
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John Preston
I am an Australian Poet/ Writer who has been writing for 19 years and have self-published 7 books to date. In write about realities we may or have faced after living a difficult life myself. It's my hope People will be inspired by my work.
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