Fly me Autumn of
the moon before
a daunting season
of Winter begins..
For a luminescence
permeating the changing
colors of my mind
eliminating hibernation..
As my only love and I
stroll hand in hand
under a lamppost meant
for us to find..
Framing our place in the
Universe as the sun shines
within expressive full moon directing light to shine
ahead for each other's unending paths towards
happiness
(c) Sun of the Moon
09September2012
Vivian L Dawson
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Reviewed by Rory Dall (Reader)
Reviewed on September 13, 2012
Vor der Kaserne,Vor dem grossen Tor,Stand eine Laterne,
Underneath the lantern, By the barrack gate,
Your theme was popular with both German and Allied soldiers during WW2. Your poem has the same poignancy as the song. I'm sure the old warriors would approve.
What a beautiful full moon where a lamppost seem to be amongs the tree ready to bring the coolness of the night. Brillant and impressive of how you penned this one beautiful picture with you lovely words of poetry from the heart. THE WISE OLD OWL
"Fly me Autumn..." what a grand three words to begin this piece. Especially prominent for me are "eliminating hibernation.." and "...our place in the/Universe" (I enjoyed being reminded that we have a 'place' in the Universe) and "...full moon/directing light" reminding us that the moon reflects the sun, rounding us back to your title, "Sun of the Moon." Very satisfying. ~~ Diana
Such a lovely, soft spoken tale of the wonder of autumn and your only love and you enjoying the seasons moonlight under a special lamp post for two. A dynamite picture to set the complete mood of your words spoken so eloquently.
Joy L. Hale
Reviewed by ANNA CLOUTIER (Reader)
Reviewed on September 10, 2012
HI VIVIAN , REMINDS ME OF THE SONG THE SILVERY MOON. NOTHING LIKE WALKING WHILE A FULL MOON IS SHINING. THANKS AGAIN FOR WONDERFUL WORDS...ANNA
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Underneath the lantern, By the barrack gate,
Your theme was popular with both German and Allied soldiers during WW2. Your poem has the same poignancy as the song. I'm sure the old warriors would approve.
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budd
Ron
Joy L. Hale
Beauty of colour, under the lamp post, unending
paths towards happiness. Spellbound in this
sweet rendering song of the season.
Lady Mary Ann
"under a lamppost meant
for us to find."
That is the ultimate guarantee, things out there that we are supposed to find. Excellent.
Deborah
"Framing our place in the
Universe as the sun shines"
Just an absolutely beautiful picture of two
Love and Light
Lily