Blue moon rising

A blue moon rises,
Creating silver from gold,
Secret alchemy.


Thank you so much for the comments on yesterdays blip - too tired to write anything now so I will share with you a bit of the poem in my head at the moment :

"The sun was shining on the sea,
Shining with all his might:
He did his very best to make
The billows smooth and bright —
And this was odd, because it was
The middle of the night.

The moon was shining sulkily,
Because she thought the sun
Had got no business to be there
After the day was done —
"It's very rude of him," she said,
"To come and spoil the fun."

from The Walrus and The Carpenter - Lewis Caroll