I, Once, Had Married the Moon

I've heard the moon whisper,
On several occasions -
Stories and things,
That tell what life will bring,

And what to bring to it.

At dusk, the moon laughs
With me, in the garden -
We hold hands,
And share our secrets.

The moon tells me who
I should cling to,
And, I, how the clinging did fare.

We kiss and run after
The stars - though, I'm shackled to
The earth, with too much to care,
For.

Author's Note

Please, do excuse my slight obsession with the moon.

Reviews

[Chris]

I use punctuation to put in pauses and set timing for audible presentations. so as I read yours aloud I stopped so often that the words lost their fit. Maybe its just me - that happens, but try reading your work aloud and see where YOU want the pauses to be and ensure you have the control of the rhythm and flow... it will really make a difference in the sound quality of your work and listener's ability to appreciate your effort.

Take care,
Chris

[Maggie]

Very cool write:D

[Coyote Poetry]

A excellent poem. Each set of lines took me to a good place. Freedom by the stars and the moon is the best days for the wild in heart and mind.
"At dusk, the moon laughs
With me, in the garden -
We hold hands,
And share our secrets."
Thank you for this amazing poem.
Coyote

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

This is a wonderful piece and puts me in mind of the story of how the moon and sun love each other. They chase each other every day and wave as they only see other for a few seconds. This never puts a damper on their love or their chase........I love the sun and am the moon so I can relate.

[frozensakura]

very interesting, i liked it.