My thoughts are lost
in her translucence.
I feel like I can see into the future,
but she's a calming prescence
in the darkness,
when my demons seem to dance.
Her softness is like
peering through tracing paper,
outlines fuzzy,
yet I can almost see inside heaven.
But there is such power and strength
in her being,
her cool aura consoling and silencing
tempers of the daylight.
She evokes love and hate in me,
such a spectrum of emotion.
Her invisible hands lay the world to rest,
stroking land and seas to slumber.
But my devils dance in delight,
for in this unseen world
they elude the miracle of obliteration.
That's when I loathe her.
She can right so much,
except for the solitary confinement
with those illusive spectres
of grinding malice.
Author notes
Word Prompt - Moon
A contest entry
- Quickie pick a word any word by pain is love..
460 points, ended May 6, 21 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Moodswings indeed
I love this, the imagery is lovely. I enjoy the personification of the moon, this resonates strongly with me. I love the descriptions here:
her cool aura consoling and silencing
tempers of the daylight.
~and~
Her invisible hands lay the world to rest,
stroking land and seas to slumber.
This is wonderful, so enjoyable
Kris
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I really like this poem. It flows so nicly and has a great message. The image was good and I really felt not read this poem. Great
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This is a superb piece. You just hit the nail on the head each time. I love the simplistic flow of this one. Well done hun. Best to you in the contest
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i like the tracing paper - which made me think of rice paper which made me then think of the old kung fu series with david carradine though it should have been bruce lee who played that part! funny how some things just lead you off into thought, but that is the great thing with poetry - a good poem.
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