HOWLIN’ AT THE MOON (Photo credit: Foolsgold….)
yes, it is the weary winter
and the days of discontent grow a little longer
as the moon slowly spirals
away from mother Earth over geologic time
and I notice the night outside grow colder
so, I get up to close my open window
but first I shout, “Hokahey!” to the moon
Hokahey, I am ready for whatever comes
#1 by emmylgant on February 27, 2013 - 5:34 am
Love it! That is a fighter’s cry.
#2 by Ronald Kirk House on February 28, 2013 - 3:47 am
Somehow it just felt right to me.
#3 by slpmartin on February 27, 2013 - 7:33 am
Our days here are growing warmer…which is fine with me…enjoyed your poem.
#4 by Ronald Kirk House on February 28, 2013 - 3:51 am
Ah!. I’m in California and it is colder, but it’s not really that cold. I’m glad you enjoyed the poem.
#5 by 35andupcynicismonhold on March 9, 2013 - 9:59 pm
“and the days of discontent grow a little longer…”
don’t you think john steinbeck should have shouted “Hokahey” to the moon as well? then, he wouldn’t have wrenched our hearts with his writings like so, hehehe… 
isn’t is spring over there yet, sir?… 
#6 by Ronald Kirk House on March 14, 2013 - 11:12 am
Steinbeck. Is that where I got that “phrase” from?
Where I am the weather is getting really nice during the day. Still grows cold at night, though. Take care, San!
#7 by 35andupcynicismonhold on March 15, 2013 - 5:27 am
hello, sir RK… yes, he has a novel, The Winter of Our Discontent. but i believe, he got the praise from Shakespeare…
that’s good to hear. it’s officially summer over here this week. stifling hot but it rained yesterday, hehe. thanks, warm regards…