Bad Moon on the Rise

I see the bad moon arising.
I see trouble on the way. – Creedence Clearwater Revival


There’s a bad moon
on the rise she drawls
blending sounds;
a cacophony of consonants

What does that mean?

It’s an old blues saying
he says smugly with
his youth’s years
a bad omen, kind of
like the seventh daughter
of the seventh son

That’s too simple
They are not merely
song lyrics

There’s a bad moon
on the rise she croons
her lament-like lyric
once more

I’m missing something.
I don’t get it.

I don’t think John
Fogerty song lyrics
deserve some deep
analysis he responds
with semi-intellectual
semblance
not everything has to have
some deeper meaning
or subtext

I think the elusive answer is
right there divaricating a Durgan
of my memory. It’s about
Beginnings…

There’s a bad moon on the rise

Is that what happens
when you spend
your whole life
shrouded in books,
you end up
overanalyzing everything
to the point of dementia
he jeers his pseudo-
intellectual say so.
Do you want to know what
my opinion on those people
are?

Sure, I respond still
pontificating

I say, ‘Go fly a kite!’
he counters

Now, that sounds like fun.