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Once, in a blue moon

What happens up there
on that day-faded see-through moon?
(A long long sail,
by any nautical standard.)
No one is certain.
My scholarly theory says
there are silent factories
dug down deeply.
There, they make cups and saucers.
(But not the kind you think)
The Engineers think and design.
The Builders build.
And, many thousands wield fantastic brooms
to vex the flow of hourglass moondust.
There are roads that ramp up and break the surface.
They are correctly camouflaged,
and, all along the watchtowers, tall sentries can be seen.
They have white dreadlocks,
round spectacles, and binocular eyes.
When The Day comes,
the fleet will be ready.
My Auntie Gravity lives there.

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Lee Dunn has been writing since the age of 18, but found that work got in the way for the ensuing 48 years. In his home town of Toronto, Ontario, Canada, he reveled in his independence at an early age, and spent as much time as he could exploring the city’s Arts scene. He was introduced to poetry and prose by the works of two literary giants, namely J.R.R. Tolkien and J.W. Lennon and thence fell in love with the written word. His work includes poetry, short fiction, and personal essays, and ranges in theme from the surreal to the horrific, nostalgic, and themes on the human condition. He has been published on, The Dark Poets Club, Journal of Undiscovered Poets, Crepe & Penn Literary magazine, and the Shelburne Free Press.

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