It wouldn't have been so bad if you'd not been impoverished of moonshine. I could stand a swig myself. hahaha You know I'm just ribbing ya? I like this except it's sad. Give that bereaved Muse a drink...You know the Bible says "Give strong drink to him who is about to perish and wine to those who are of heavy hearts"...there's a verse that doesn't get read much on Sunday from the pulpit!
The shorter ones are tougher to chew. I still say Haikus and pieces that you need to say somthing within a tighter limit are balls nasty.
3 ways the character is poor, the first two are hard, the last one is like the loss of soul.
Yes, i think sun and moon (light and dark) are the driving forces behind all of my poems too... (one of those essential life concepts - there has to be either light or dark at any time -that features far too prominently in everything i write!) A perceptive and neatly aposite poem. I love it!
to the Lost Boys
I am no Wendy;
but my voice brings you back to me.
And you sit around my feet,
anxious for a story
or a kiss.
Listening to my words
spinning adventures,
like so much g.. more..