Full Moon Madness

Full Moon Madness

This full moon glows as a nipple
in night’s dark mouth. Wind whispers,
teases the pines. Ah! The stream sighs,
riding her own thighs.

Mountains heave under white clouds.
Young trees shoot white roots
deep into the darkness of earth. Oh!
Make love on a blanket of moonlight.

Write it on this poet’s gravestone.
“He died drunk one night
drowned in moonlight, an
inscrutable smile on his face.”


About Ciletti

Jim Ciletti, an award winning poet, filmmaker, and author, is the 2010-2012, Poet Laureate of the Pikes Peak region, and for 41 years, poet-in-residence for the Orme School Fine Arts Festival. Jim gives many workshops on the writing and performance of poetry, and makes poetry house calls to create personal poetry events. Ciletti loves everything Italian, including cooking for family and friends, and loves to plant garlic, make homemade wine, and eating peaches and plums. "Everyday is Christmas, but you don't always get everything you ask for. Sometimes more. Poetry celebrates life."
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