The Best Poem Ever

Categories: Communication with an Artistic Difference,Poetry

 

GalapagosMoonriseI couldn’t decide on a title. I was working in a form: rhyming triplets. So Robert, the recording engineer said, “the best poem ever,” which was more than ambitious but much better than “untitled.” It’s not the best poem ever, but it is a reminder of the practice of working within a discipline, a form, to see what might happen.

 

Yesterday the blue moon settled in

between the branches of the neighbor’s pine

whose boughs hang heavy on my fence line.

 

There’s nothing practical about a backyard

poem, staring up at the moon, a card

you could write to an old, hard

 

love. Today it feels luxurious

to skip work and laundry, get curious

about the way the moon is furious

 

against the indigo morning sky.

Tomorrow I might be willing to try

to touch that moon before it rises high.

 

 

 

 

Libby Wagner
Author: Libby Wagner

Libby makes her home in a lovely West Seattle neighborhood in a house with turquoise walls and an amazing view of the Puget sound and Olympic mountains. A former Air Force “brat”, she continues to bounce from one corner of the world to the other, working with Fortune 500 clients, hopeful artists and authors, and aspiring entrepreneurs. She has a Master’s in Fine Arts and Poetry from Eastern Washington University where she also began working in the Writers in the Prison program.