The Moon may not be the best keeper of your secrets. The moon whispers everything it sees to the universe. Manifesting words through poetry...whispered softly as moon beams and dream dust scattered though out the heavens like the infinite stars.
Friday, July 26, 2013
The Whole Moon was Pining…
The Whole Moon was Pining...
I.
The full moon’s beams couldn't shine through the haze when you mask your emotive sensibilities cloaked behind your veiled penchants The dappled moon’s gleam illuminates thy nimbus view beneath her muddled light, where whispering moonbeams illumine from behind and through the shrouded luminescent night aglow
II.
When you wish a wish upon a twinkling star ne’er revoke the wish, nary a dream denied undreamt, after the coin was thrown beyond the mystical bounds Exhaled from the umbrage of the silence, a murmured sigh ricocheted from distant realms afar, under befuddled breathe obscured by the notion; ne’er a second thought of conscious opine exhaled in this sullen moment of veiled aches, yet unnoticed, the olive branches sip quietly from beside the ink well
III.
Disavowed dreams stealing away into befogged thought, some kind of madness, like the tangerine sunset recanted by the conflicted twilight azure The cracks in broken hearts and dreams are where the resplendent bursting moon’s fetter enkindles a natural vernal verve Oh! her magical incandescent waterfall of grandeur washes over me, basking in this illuminating moment, bathing in Luna’s enchanting healing balm...
Being a moon monger, "where there is a will there is a way"…
Written Tuesday night under full moon, with ink and paper and brought to a red brick and mortar library world. First time ever to a library for online access became a narrative of it own saved and published at "Word Whisperer" poetry blog, in another live library moment...
...totally unplanned and spontaneous but needed a spell check from real ink words...to be entered into the digital box...
...but now is the needed time to requite the whole & full moon’s fetter.
