Oh Luna, you light monger
Peddling your parables
Poeming me pretty words
Hobnobbing with the clouds
As I am left sleepless
Tossed and tangled
Between lucid thoughts
And muddled dreams
You’re so astronomical
But I find you comical
Spinning your tales in the stars
It’s time to Q44 at dVerse Poets Pub. Victoria is our lovely host. Join us with your own quadrille, a poem with exactly 44 words, not including the title. It must include the given word or a form of it and this week the word is “poem”.
mishunderstood 
Oh, don’t remind me. The moon plays havoc with my sleep, too. Well written in the 2nd person.
I love this. I like ‘light monger’. ❤
Love your last line…. spinning your tales in the stars!
Dwight
I like the idea that the moon spins tales and parables that keep us up at night.
Yes, agree with others that “light monger” is a clever turn of phrase. Nicely done.
Oh I love this! Especially; “Peddling your parables”.. is wonderfully potent!💞
Luna, the good friend of the sleepless. No night is lonely.
Luna is a perfect light monger… I hope to sleep well.. tomorrow it is full moon again.
Luna always puts me in a funk for a few days, I am hoping for a nice view tomorrow night.
This totally captured me. It has a rhythm that just carries one along. Bravo
“light monger” – that is brilliant 😉 I love this other side of the moon