bullet holes in the moon

bullet holes in the moon

A Poem by Nobody

Bullet holes in the moon always get me wondering 

If i would have a buzz from being born buzz aldrin 

Or would it come with a come down of being summa cum laude 

And only getting blowjobs from people with deep thoughts

“People” with air quotes, people with sharp tongues

People who are head strong, high strung and hollow 

You can still drown face down in something that’s shallow 

Just ask the halibut 

Another kid on the endangered list 

Another on the back of a milk carton 

And a plastic bag that ends up in a bin 

Midwest moms wondering where their children have been 

Or have you seen them?

Hoping they played hookie, or were friends with “the trench coat kid”

Whose uncle let it slip

Where the shells were hid, who liked to break stall doors and toilet lids 

A headline, salivating, waiting to happen   

But dead kids don’t sell anymore

America is a novacaine, we’re numb from the shots to the gums and to the brain 

Are killers made from the bad case of mondays

Are killers made from a bad lunch and migraines 

I’m sorry, we can’t kill hate today 

But maybe we can take a piece from its fingers if this place wasn’t so dead set on killing each other 

America first i guess

One to the head, two to the chest 

Please wait 15 minutes after eating to get back in 

The Columbine cousins killed more people than drowning ever did, than cancer ever did 

The money at st. judes is now being spent on clonazepam 

For kids scared of recess where they get holes in them 

Math tests with mass amounts of murdering 

if Timmy has 30 classmates, but 4 die before gym how many are left

Left hand corner where your name should be 

Too many names for this nations short term memory 

But just enough to resight the allegiance in the morning 

One about a nation in mourning 

With ‘liberty and justice for all’


~ Bullet holes in the moon

© 2026 Nobody


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First, sprinkling glitter on dirt doesn’t change it to gold. All your fancy italicized font does is make the act of reading a bit more difficult, and so, detracts. Have you not noticed that of the last ten posts, over an entire year, only one received a comment? Doesn’t that tell you that just maybe, you’re not moving the reader, emotionally, in the way you hoped?

Look at why: Most of what you post has the theme, “me, me, me.” It’s “I this,” and “I that.” You’re talking AT the reader, and telling them what’s annoying you on the day it was written, not engaging them, emotionally, But how many people woke today wondering what’s troubling you?

readers come to your work as a blank slate, with no idea of what they’ll find, but expecting something THEY will find emotionally moving. The poet’s superpower is to manipulate the reader’s emotion at will—to make them feel the human emotions of THEIR choosing, via their choice and placement of words. But that’s a learned skill, one not taught in your school, because ALL professional knowledge is acquired in-addition to the general, employment related skills we get there. Universities offer poetry related degree programs, typically, as MFAs or MAs in Creative Writing. Who would take such courses if what they teach is unnecessary?

Look at the opening of this piece as your reader must:

• Bullet holes in the moon always get me wondering

I’m wondering who, on the lunar landing missions, you think may have fired a gun. But...if you actually mean the impact craters, how reader can know that?’’

You title this “Bullet holes in the moon,” ignoring the conventions for using capitalization, and mention the moon only once, and in a way meaningless to the reader.

So, line one may be meaningful to you. For the reader, it’s 100% “Huh?”

• If i would have a buzz from being born buzz aldrin

Seriously?

That aside, the first two lines are your usual “Me...me.”

• Or would it come with a come down of being summa cum laude

Graduating with highest honors is a “come down?” Seriously? Sounds like jealousy of his accomplishments.

My point? Stop talking about you and what’s bothering you on the day you write the piece. Instead, invite the reader in. Make it meaningful to THEM, and emotionally moving to THEM, in place of yet another “Woe is me.” Use the skills of poetry to create and entertain, not report and complain.

Instead of telling the reader that something frightens you, make the reader experience that fright.

Rage against injustice if that’s your desire, but do it in a way meaningful to the reader as-the-words-are-read.

Take advantage of the centuries of refinement in the art of creating poetry, and make it work for you. Poets have been developing skills and tricks, then building on those skills, over and over. And it’s there for the taking, so why try to start from scratch, and fall into the traps they’ve learned to avoid long ago?

Take a look at the excerpt from Stephen Fry’s, The Ode Less Traveled, to learn how prosody can make your words sing to the reader, plus, a bit about the magic and challenge of metrical poetry. As Wilson Mizner puts it: “If you steal from one author it’s plagiarism; if you steal from many it’s research.” So...research!

Try Mary Oliver’s, A Poetry Handbook, to learn things about the language you never suspected, and the tricks of writing the prose poem.

You’ll find that not only will they make writing poetry easier and more fun, readers will both enjoy and commend the result of using those skills.

Jay Greenstein
Articles: https://jaygreenstein.wordpress.com/category/the-craft-of-writing/the-grumpy-old-writing-coach/
Videos: https://www.youtube.com/@jaygreenstein3334

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“I try to leave out the parts people skip.”
~ Elmore Leonard

° “Don’t ever take a fence down until you know why it was put up.”
° “Education doesn’t change life much. It just lifts trouble to a higher plane of regard.”
° “Education is hanging around until you’ve caught on.”
° “Education is the ability to listen to almost anything without losing your temper or your self-confidence.”
~Robert Frost

“Self-expression without craft is for toddlers.”
~Rosanne Cash


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