Autumn Moon
They speak your name in well-worn praise
and wonder that you do not swoon
as if your grace were plain enough
to be sung to a common tune.
If I should write in lauding verse
would my poetry be immune
to all the time-worn rhetoric
extolling you, my Autumn moon?
HOTW (Hope Of The World)
Tonight, the moonlight whispers
upon winds of Autumn leaves,
that rustle on these tinseled veils
where hopefulness concedes.
But, tonight the stars awaken
from their autumnal sleep,
and I, and you, and all the world,
their promises we keep.
Conspiracy
Moon, tonight we are allies, you and I
confederates of a self-same plan.
Her eyes no longer worship the night
and it's this we understand!
The Artist
The Autumn moon, I have painted
the color of her hair
above the rooftops on my street
beyond the Oak trees there.
The sky I painted, Arsenic black,
to extenuate frigid air
and to remind with crisp saudade--
she will never see it there.
She Speaks
It is but a wisp of airy moon
from his distant shore to mine
and though he steals into my thoughts
his light no longer shines.
No longer does it guide the path
by which my heart's entwined
but stands more as a relic of
old memories, refined.
Star-crossed Sky
My last poem I meant to speak
beneath the transcendence of the moon
so you would know a radiance
that no one could impugn.
So when another whispered in your ear,
beneath a star-lit sky
a part of you would remember me...
and would never let me die.
For I did not want the simple things
that others held so dear
I wanted nothing tangible
words only we would hear.
I could not face beneath the light,
the dearth of passion in your eyes
nor the words upon your breath
--their honesty disguised.
And so my poem, I never wrote
and it's vain of me to find,
that somehow you have read these words
and know that they are mine.
All photographs are used by permission of the photographer MariGóes and are under copyright to Mariza G. Góes.
The poem itself is under the Creativecommons license and may be used under those terms (excluding the photographs.)
Adding your comment:
The whole thing is awesome and it would be hard to pick a favorite... but if push came to shove, I think I tend to favor the last one, Star-crossed Sky.
Dee
