by darkhorse555Donegal, Ireland
Jul 2013 683 Views 29 comments
moon
eye of the moon
looking down
into darkness
staring, watching
quarter draped dark
dancing clouds
upon the face
a wink,
silent breeze
whisper softly
talking night
haunting in sounds echo,
shadows crawl over
no light found
creeping darkness
empty no face
colourless beauty
light create shadows,
covers light the dark
into dark her glow,
power to light
our existence
in the night
looking down
into darkness
staring, watching
quarter draped dark
dancing clouds
upon the face
a wink,
silent breeze
whisper softly
talking night
haunting in sounds echo,
shadows crawl over
no light found
creeping darkness
empty no face
colourless beauty
light create shadows,
covers light the dark
into dark her glow,
power to light
our existence
in the night
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Jul 2013
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Comments (29)
Another enjoyable read partner. The moon, how strange the moon, can be something wonderful and wondrous, it could be cold and deadly, it always depends on what story you tell. The moon tells a story of Love in my eyes. A little light into our dark.
Another nice one.
Keep them coming my friend.
Catch you on the flipside Liam,
Your friend,
MIKE.
"colourless beauty " of the moon --really lovely
Well done ! Regards --Fiona
Really enjoyed reading your beautiful poem,thank you for sharing
Martina xxx
coz i too love the moon as self
thanks Liam
onderful read, thanks... I will be watching for her tonight...
It is a fact that the moon does not only guide the tides in a mental hospital my mother worked in for years she said the full moon brought out so much unrest in her charges.