A house. A green house upon a hill, hidden from downtown by tall bamboo Sprouts.…
When the Moon Rises
When the Moon Rises
by Jyren Thompson
(Navajo Nation Reservation, Crownpoint, NM)
The sun sees everything around us
The sun sees us walking, running, jogging or even us talking
The sun knows where or when we are there
The sun can see us go to school, when we play, or see us do things
like travel, going to the store, or walking the park
When the moon rises
all animals that roam the night
look for prey to eat for dinner
When the moon rises
the moon sees us sleeping
until a new Dawn
The moon sees the creatures
that roam the night, searching
for a victim to eat
The moon sees the quiet neighborhood
with gangsters shooting
When the moon rises
the moon sees a Howler walk the mesas
of a full moon night.
When the moon sets
all the animals crawl back into their holes
waiting until a new night
to hunt for a victim
to feast.
(excerpt originally published at: http://poetwarriorsproject.tumblr.com/tagged/crownpoint-nm#/post/42418598444)