Full Moon Poem by Jim Yerman

The moon was round and bright this morning…and I can tell you from experience…this ain't no bull…how crazy things seem to happen…when the moon is full.

I was a teacher and my mom was a nurse…careers that served us well…but when the moon was full the night before…oh the stories we could tell.

The world can be a confusing and mysterious place…as anyone can see…but the full moon seems to add a little more to its confusion and mystery.

Take this morning for instance…for who would I happen to meet…on my morning walk…but a rabbit in the street.

That in itself is not odd…I see rabbits almost every day…but as I got closer and closer to him…he did not run away.

In fact…while he sat we had a conversation…in the moonlight his fur was glistening…Okay…I did all the talking and he did all the listening.

I thought the conversation was going well…but he must've gotten bored with what I had to say…because after listening intently for a while…he quickly hopped away.

A little further on my walk who should I happen to meet…but a coyote…yes a coyote…running down the street.

It's the first time I've ever seen a coyote in all the years I've walked…and I admit I'm a little thankful….he didn't take the time to talk.

As I watched the coyote run by…I got to thinking from where I stood…how I was glad I saw the rabbit early…and hoped the coyote never would.

As I walked on by the hospital…who did I happen to meet…two birds singing a beautiful song…in a tree next to the street.

Which made me wonder as I looked at the hospital…under the moons ever-brightening dome…were these birds just out there singing…or angels singing somebody home.

I love walking in the morning…I hope it never gets old…
and I especially love walking when the moon is full…
to see what mysteries unfold.