I saw the moon on television
Bright above Parliament Square
I looked out through my window
Only black night was there
But coming out this morning
And standing in my street
I saw the moon a bright balloon
In pale blue sky
And laughing all the while
At me
I can only say ‘October moon’
A calendar connection
But Indians in America
Had other names to ply
Connections to their everyday
The stars above in constant play
Companions in the sky
Moon of the red blooming lilies
July for Dakota Sioux
Beautiful name to remember
From a story of sadness to rue
Bury My Heart At Wounded Knee
Heartbreak of American West
Simpler people live in tune
With the world that is our home
We have not woven the web of life
We are but one thread within it
Whatever we do to the web of the world
We do to ourselves who are in it
So Chief Seattle long ago
Wisdom for the ages
Learn from the moon
Stay in tune
Don’t be quick to turn the pages
Brian Fahy
22 October 2021
Erris Poetry 