Sitting in the backyard
as the sun sets in the pink sky
and the dark blue begins to unveil the stars
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Pink - Red - Strawberry are the primary colors of this poem, and they both disguise and reveal the principal object - the MOON. This is the vital experience of THE NIGHT that the Latin-derived word L-U-N-A-C-Y identifies. Today's meaning has been debased to insane in the clinical sense. But your poem preserves the ancient notion that the moon inspires the poetry of living, makes us poets, we breath the vapors of the moon and our consciousness is heightened. Of course, I'm spelling out in critical prose what you express in evocative and persuasive imagery. Oh, I love it! I'm there on that lawn, soaking in the moonlight, enjoying the warmth of companions, letting thoughts come and go, but not letting any worry or doubt sabotage the Moon's magic. The challenge is to be able to access this memory in the daylight and that's what this poem makes possible. You can recharge your emotions with this vision.
Very strong first half of this poem in imagery and detail. it weakens, for me at least, past We are crazy... in form & detail, but not in message/story.