Serenaded by Dusk: A tale told by the Moon

Practice makes perfect here is tonight's doodle.

My heart swells with the thought of leaving that young man,

Dedicating hours to a craft of my own, of a different demand.

To choose instead to click and clack,

Reminiscent of a world way back-

Before the drone of mechanical whirling.

Candor and character had place for hurling, 

Great feats of strength shown for each yearning. 

My Love left behind for the sake of victory, burning. 

Away with the noise of the silver stream,

The hungry and desperate, dried sunbeam.    

To a sleepy town nestled deep in hill country.

Assimilating with flora and fauna, climbing the apple tree.

To find once again a familiar feeling,

Once lost to a soul in need of healing.

To harness the moon and all its worth,

Standing before the pool, naked at birth. 

I practice, and wait, and practice patience to debate,

How can I escape the Demigure’s slanted fate?

I feel with deft step and high praise, I stay one foot ahead,

Then turn around and find a path left dead.

I wish it was easy, to sit before the apparatus and speak of heart sores-

Quickly vanquished by soft, black curls. 

But time is a steady trend,

One I cannot speed up despite the known amend. 

I must slowly progress to find true place.

Or shaking stones will leave my feet without space-

To trod onwards and upwards to great heights.

Only false realities promise quick delights.

To depart from known chaos to a sweeter grind,

I know I can find my Spirit with no light left behind.

I let go of all the pain, tis’ not a grand waiting game.

Breathing loving inspiration to those who hear the same,

Tune of mighty knights in stride with power.

I too wait for the opportunity to exercise strength, and valor.

As I am but a humble servant, waiting for direction.

I connect to great divinity through his chaste protection. 

What will thy command of my numbing hands?

To exercise awareness and find comfort in steady plans.

Author's Note

Help! I'd love feedback, as I know I need to work on rhythm, and I am not super confident with my grammar. Thanks <3

Reviews

[DIVYA]

A poem that feels very connected to the universe. Letting go of the pain feels like a conscious effort connectiing with the divine. Although, I don't really care about grammar in poetry-its more about creativity and originality and you have so much of it here- having said that- the rhyming is great in this poem and there's much clarity of thought and intent. It feels like a quiet contemplation. You can, of course, always keep editing and working on the rhythm, the possibilities are endless with writing and poetry. Overall, I loved it.

[Grumpie]

Thank you, I'm excited to read more of your work!

[Neha agrawal]

It reads like a soul mid-transformation, standing between memory and becoming. Gentle, wise, and full of poetic ache. Amazing poem😊

[Grumpie]

Much appreciate!

[Ms claws]

True, it's so difficult to maintain patience even though we have, many times, learned to rush forward is a mistake.
I love the wisdom you show.
I love the nods to the Spirit and to Knights.
The tone throughout is noble yet humble.
The rhyming is fitting.
Great Writing!

[Grumpie]

Much appreciated!

[Grumpie]

A beautiful comment, thank you for your kindness!

[Tania Mo]

The moon in our land is a very wise woman. The moon at dusk more so. Nice work.

[Grumpie]

You're very kind, thank you for the insight :)