This poem was based on a recurring thought, and my imagination.
"The River And The Moon"
May 2006
Olga Taratuta
The moon hovered silently,
Over the flowing river
And along came the pizza man
Who’s job was to deliver
“I challenge you,” said the river to the moon,
“To see who could get that man wet”
The moon sighed a heavy sigh,
And answered, “okay, it’s a bet”
It’s very obvious,
That a river can soak someone
But for a moon,
That is not easily done
The river tried first,
And he formed a strong current
But the man walked through
He just passed and went
The river, now, had given up,
And it was the moon’s turn,
“How could he make the man wet?”
His mind started to churn
“Alas!” he exclaimed,
The moon knew what to do
He was a very smart moon
And a clever one too
So the moon,
Shone on the man
The man got half-blinded
And so worked the plan
The pizza guy was so puzzled,
He fell into the river
And so the moon had won,
Without a blister or a sliver
Over the flowing river
And along came the pizza man
Who’s job was to deliver
“I challenge you,” said the river to the moon,
“To see who could get that man wet”
The moon sighed a heavy sigh,
And answered, “okay, it’s a bet”
It’s very obvious,
That a river can soak someone
But for a moon,
That is not easily done
The river tried first,
And he formed a strong current
But the man walked through
He just passed and went
The river, now, had given up,
And it was the moon’s turn,
“How could he make the man wet?”
His mind started to churn
“Alas!” he exclaimed,
The moon knew what to do
He was a very smart moon
And a clever one too
So the moon,
Shone on the man
The man got half-blinded
And so worked the plan
The pizza guy was so puzzled,
He fell into the river
And so the moon had won,
Without a blister or a sliver
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