Wishing we could choose our own landscape
Wishing me and you could just go anywhere we wanted
Once in a blue moon we’d stay out late
And watch the sun come up at five-thirty in the morning
It’s a blue moon on New Year’s eve, so I guess those people who once said they’d do something on a blue moon would have no excuse to run off this time ^^. There used to be a time in my life when I was just so awed by the moon, I was probably six then and just finished watching the lunar landing, inspiring me to be an astronaut or some rocket scientist. The dream went on till university and not really until I finally found myself at the NASA headquarters in Houston did I realize that I’m probably not gonna be fit enough to be an astronaut. So that probably means I won’t be stacking any flags next to the USA’s out there in that pot-holed surface.
When Geocities closed back in October this year, I lost a lot of literary works that I failed to backup. I was having some real world issues that I forgot my nine years of words were out there somewhere being deleted and falling into a virtual black hole. There were lots of poems and essays about the moon there. Beyond Forever was divided into Crossroads, Sunset, Moonlight, Nightscapes, Dreams, Chronicles and Footprints, I managed to salvage a few pages but the rest are now lost in dark recesses of my shadowy mind.
I ain’t seen you, in a month of Sundays
I never knew exactly what it was I wanted
Once in a blue moon, you’d keep a promise
When it’s you I don’t mind such a long wait
I haven’t written a poem in a long time. Maybe it’s just the lack of inspiration, (where does one get them anyway?) or the lack of time (I certainly have lots now), or the lack of motivation. I don’t know, I miss the Endless. I miss Bones From The Graveyard, I miss the NSP Poetry List, I miss a lot of irrecoverable things.
Someday I’ll find rhymes again, someday words will just fall into place and my pen will touch paper and make long winding loops and dots that will somehow make sense to someone somewhere someday. For now there is the blue moon and there is the New Year to welcome. I’m praying for things to fall into place. I’m praying for my country, which is currently beset by typhoons, fires, boat sinkings and volcanic eruption – I’m coming home to you in a few weeks, hang in there.
Day will surely come,
one day I’ll be with you
The day will surely come,
we will make it all come true
Soundtrack: “Once in a Blue Moon” by Lighthouse Family