Crazy Cub's Ode to the Moon
My mother glows
And lends
Her soft light
To dark nights
White gold
Silver
Precious platinum
Jewels
Her daughters
Sparkle
In moonlit waters
My mother flows
Like time
Dreams
And tides
She comes
And goes
Magic
Mystery
Her domain
Her movements mystic
Her grace unstrained
My mother knows
Pleasure
Pain
Ecstatic throes
When her force is unrestrained
Minds and hearts are set aflame
The heights of passion are achieved
Lives are taken
Lives conceived
My mother shows
Beauty
Strength
Wisdom
Wealth
While unseen
Her presence felt
Reveals to me
The depths of self
And lends
Her soft light
To dark nights
White gold
Silver
Precious platinum
Jewels
Her daughters
Sparkle
In moonlit waters
My mother flows
Like time
Dreams
And tides
She comes
And goes
Magic
Mystery
Her domain
Her movements mystic
Her grace unstrained
My mother knows
Pleasure
Pain
Ecstatic throes
When her force is unrestrained
Minds and hearts are set aflame
The heights of passion are achieved
Lives are taken
Lives conceived
My mother shows
Beauty
Strength
Wisdom
Wealth
While unseen
Her presence felt
Reveals to me
The depths of self
posted by Lee at 6:53 PM
1 Comments:
I admire your subtle and elegant use of rhyme, in general but especially in this poem. It takes a lot of nerve to let the form of the poem flow sensually from the meaning, and you have done it!
Thanks for sharing it.
(about the deleted comment on "Green Lady": I posted this one there by mistake so I took it out and put it here--it's one of those nights)
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