Blue Moon, San Francisco

by Brian Hwang   Oct 18, 2007


Once up a time,
In Blue Moon, San Francisco,
I told my children I loved them,
And that I'd keep them warm;

In Blue Moon, San Francisco,
I deposited my saliva,
Here and there,
Not knowing everyone was watching;

In Blue Moon, San Francisco,
I dreamt I could not fly,
But that I could leap,
A thousand miles at a time;

In Blue Moon, San Francisco,
I did not have to find her,
She was already there,
Smoking under every streetlight;

In Blue Moon, San Francisco,
I did not know,
Wrong from right,
I stuck to tracks I might have laid;

In Blue Moon, San Francisco,
The air I breathed out,
Was very clean,
Cleaner than the air I took in;

My arms reach everywhere,
My eyes see everything,
The puzzles pieces fit,
In Blue Moon, San Francisco.

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  • 16 years ago

    by Kaila

    This poem was okay. Not your best. But it did have some good qualities I loved how you described everything about blue moon sanfransico so parts were a little confusing but it was okay
    4/5

  • 16 years ago

    by Gasttlee

    This is so relaxing and makes me wish I was in San Francisco. lol But seriously, the way you wrote this was beautiful! 5/5