Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Luminary

The gibbous moon illumes the snowy hills
with clarity unheard of during day,
it isn’t just the cold that gives me chills
as sterling vistas take my breath away.

Beneath a chandelier of crystal stars
the gibbous moon illumes the snowy hills
with much more light than Jupiter or Mars
or even Saturn wooing Venus spills,

providing ardent lovers dreamy thrills
with argent innuendoes on their beds,
the gibbous moon illumes the snowy hills
imparting splendor everywhere it spreads.

It’s easy to forget about the rime
and all the lovely foliage it kills
when gifted with a glimpse of the sublime—
the gibbous moon illuming snowy hills.

6 comments:

Eileen T O'Neill ..... said...

Bob,
I love this poem, for both the romantic allusion and the sheer mystery and the light cast.

Lovely thoughts.......

Best wishes, Eileen

Paul Andrew Russell said...

This wonderful, Bob. I love how that first line moves down in each stanza. I don't know what form that is but it's very effective. Nice writing. :-)

Paul Andrew Russell said...

This 'is' wonderful, was what I intended to say; must learn to type correctly. lol

rch said...

Hi Eileen, I live in upstate NY farm country and it's very bucolic, this one popped in my head on the way to band practice while driving through the countryside.

Hi Paul, it's called a quatern and I love them, thanks.

gonecycling said...

A great choice of form for this poem; gives it a slightly hypnotic quality that draws you in. Another fine piece; really glad to have found your work.

rch said...

Hi gc, glad you found me too!