They might be tears upon waterless moon
expressions of loneliness spread over ages
bold lover's first tempting kiss fallen to cold absence;
they might be illusive mysteries
markings of once-upon winds
but long untouched remainders
make the scene a memory, not a dream.
Moon is a mirror of our best
hopes and wishes have risen
and in the constant gleam we imagined
answers to questions of hearts, grown
deep as her shimmered ebony sea;
but when the eye finds beauty of night
and the skies hold the center of thought
we cannot forget what we have started
and what we sought to be.
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A contest entry
- Footprints by Peteskid.
1500 points, ended December 5, 2008, 13 entries
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I love this! It is a peacefull shimmering hope of a love that will always be!!!
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To know the universe as free and dancing,
near and far is eyes of crystal,
grows our closer understanding
to what is heart inside a footprint...
lovely poem and love contest
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Or as the good old poet once said, and he was probably in a bad mood: 'just a satellite'.
But here in your verses, it comes as it is, beautiful.
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This is so hopeful, and beautiful. And I know I use that word alot with your work, sorry... but it's so.
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