Monday Poetry Prompt: Eclipse

This afternoon there will be a solar eclipse and the path of totality is not far from the home of Living Poetry. How could we not write an eclipse poem today? Here’s one I wrote at the NC Museum of Natural Sciences’ Science Cafe last week.

Call me Endymion

When someone says
“Beautiful day”
I cringe.

I hate the sun!
Harsh, burning,
yellow, bright.
I wear eclipse glasses
all year ’round.

Call me Endymion.
I love the moon.
Her gentle light,
bathing the night.

I would give her my diamond ring
and a necklace of Baily’s beads
if only she’d hold
the sun in eclipse
forever.