Saturday, September 08, 2012

August Moon

The slats allow your luster in
my window's one big silver grin
reflecting your aloof disdain
for subjects that revolt in vain
you rule the sky from dusk till dawn
and while sometimes you look withdrawn
tonight you are robust and full
exerting your magnetic pull
on poets seeking fodder for
creations that the throngs adore
or at least a decent line or two
before your cobalt clout is through.

5 comments:

Ella said...

Wonderful, so romantic
I loved your guided imagery

Heaven said...

I like that magnetic pull, robust and inspiring us to write a decent line or two ~

Andy David said...

You are more than n average poet my friend. You are GREAT!!!

Laurie Kolp said...

Lovely image in the first two lines. We have a broken slat in the shutters above our bed, so the moon smiles down on me each night.

rch said...

Thanks everyone, I was definitely influenced by the blue moon 8-D