Have you ever, he said, seen a rattlesnake moon? <br />Never, ever, I said. What's a rattlesnake moon? <br /> <br />One that captures solar light, soaking up its heat. <br />Surely, I said, I have seen that rattlesnake moon. <br /> <br />One that holds you tight with its swoon of dreamy light. <br />Oh, I said, I've been bitten by rattlesnake moon. <br /> <br />One that strikes, injects you with the bite of love. <br />Yes, I said, a victim of a rattlesnake moon. <br /> <br />One that shuns the clouds driving the shadows away. <br />That, I said, could not be a rattlesnake moon. <br /> <br />One that sheds it skin at night, bedevils in black. <br />How, I said, I gladly miss that rattlesnake moon. <br /> <br />One that frightens daylight out of you with delight. <br />Ah, I said, Ben told me of that rattlesnake moon. <br /> <br /> <br />*This was published online by The Ghazal Page in July of 2008. <br /> <br />See: <br />http: //www.ghazalpage.net/2008/moon_challenge/2008_moon_radif.html<br /><br />Ben Gieske<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-rattlesnake-moon-ghazal/
