Wrapped in the mantle
of blackest night by the
silent mysterious sea
I commune with
molten moonlight
I shiver with delight
as the water reflects
the fire that the moon holds
within its glorious orb
I feel my body
being invaded by
the invisible beams
as they seduce my
womanly ways
What powers
are given you
oh Moon of splendour
that you can have such
an effect on my cycle
I am in awe of your
wondrous power
I am invigorated by the
beauty with which you
convey your message
You speak to me in
tonal beams of light
in which you keep
the ledgers of the night
and in the process cause
me to flow, what wonders
you hold in your moonglow
etw~
The last stanza is mystic, a feeling unique to you... Tip top...
Newfie Hugs, Rose
The moon only makes me hairier. And I get these gaps in my memory...and I wake up naked in strange places...and folks animals keep coming up missing...you don't suppose...naaaahhhhh!
Stellar reflections, btw!
Peace,
B
Take care,
Sherry
and yes molten, warm and glowing.
Yeah I looked it up lol Sorry
Eileen I love it.
Kudos, Your Majesty. Finely penned tribute to that silver orb filled with power!
Love,
Annie
you hold in your moonglow
And what a wonderful poem you have penned!
Peace, Love, and Light,
Amber "V"
Love Tinka
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
John
Be safe,
Karen
Think you said it all:
'I am in awe of
your wonderous power
I am invigorated by the
beauty with which you
convey your message'
A joyous celebration of Creator's nightlight and I celebrate your words! :) Beautiful.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
This is a beautiful sensual poem -- Perfect for this harvest moon night, when you can see "all" most clearly and partake of its delight!
Kathy