A Silvery-Scarlet Moon: A Poem of Longing, Solitude, and Unanswered Calls

“This is my letter to the World That never wrote to Me—”

— Emily Dickinson, This is my letter to the World

A Silvery-Scarlet Moon

 …I glance at the partially 

shrouded sky over the vast urban sprawl  

where the specter of a silvery-scarlet moon

 overwhelms the heavens

  I don’t want anyone else to see it. It is mine, mine alone

I wonder if elsewhere this same moon is hers as well,

 and whether she might be willing to share it with me tonight

 In the meantime, I sit here waiting for the phone call–

       that never came

                 that  ne,,ver ca,,,me…