Moonlit Jungle

Not really a poet, but I always liked the imagery of a moonlit jungle

It’s that moonlit jungle

That I’ve found myself in

All that searching and looking

Finally found

Letting the life surround me

Climbing to the tops

That I couldn’t reach before

 

It’s your eyes

That I’ve found myself in

Swimming and swinging

Brimming and singing

I rush to see them

So much beauty

Teeming with mystery

 

It’s that moonlit jungle

That I’ve found myself in

Unsure how I got here

But I’m not leaving

The wildness and lushness

Has me transfixed

Has me transfixed

Reviews

[S Sanders]

Ooh, I LOVE this. Absolutely beautiful. Just a thought, though, on some words that stuck out as I was reading and slowed the flow a little: In the fifth line of the first stanza, perhaps "the" could be omitted. It's just as strong without it and keeps the rythm intact. I was also going to say "that" in the second line of the other stanzas but I see that it is more of a refrain. Great job; great read.

[Lagachu]

oh! what a poem... i absolutely loved it...

[❀ Gabriela ..]

Beautiful!! I love the descriptions and imagery! Excellent poem!

[Steve]

thank you very much, there are a lot of strong feelings that are conjured up inside of me when I think of a moonlit jungle....i was inspired by a girl that i used to date

[Marie]

Wow..great jungle image...the wildness and lushness of love..."swimming and swinging,/brimming and singing..."