The moon, inquisitive, never rude, peeks over my shoulder as we journey down the road; I invite my friend along to keep me company. There is an understanding between the moon and I, as we talk about everything and absolutely nothing at all. It comprehends my moods, the moon, waxing and waning with each tidal turn of emotion; all too soon, the walk is over ... and at my porch, we part ways, wishing each other well until we see each other again.
There is somthing always comforting about the moon isn't there, perhaps it is the light it sheds on us or the fact that if the moon is visible it is a clear night, or perhaps because the moon is so connected with love and lovers. Either way you did a beautiful job on this one.
What a lovely friend you have, a good and patient listener too (have tried it, talked his ears off, that's why you don't see them :-))
Love and hugs, Birgit and Roger
Reviewed by Jake George (Reader)
Reviewed on February 28, 2006
You did moon woman proud with this one. She listens well doesn't she?
Luna does me proud and her movements inspire my movements. Modern paganist feminist thought is that the Goddess represents the three phases of the female lifespan through the moon. New moon is the virgin, full moon is the sexually charged woman, and the old moon is the crone. I am at the full moon stage now, coinciding with my age and my libido! "There is an understanding between the moon and I." A line that I agree with at full phase, Karla!
Sage
Reviewed by Elizabeth Taylor (Reader)
Reviewed on February 28, 2006
Karla, a walk in the moonlight will never be the same after reading this. Love it...
I'm a Child of the Moon too Karla, being a Cancer !
And yeh...us water signs are ruled by the Moon, just like the tides, our emotions are pulled this way and that way during the waxing and waning !
Great write with beautiful aliteration
Blessings
Peter
South Baltimore serves as the backdrop for this gripping story of three brothers leading very different lives but joined forever by the secrets of a painful family past.
A homonymless man writes shows what it's like to look up the laid he skirts when you’re lying prone(d) to the sidewalk, beer / joint / needle dangling from your hand /lips / arm.
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Felix
Love Tinka:)
the moon and I,
It's wonderful when that happens, Karla.
eT
Love and hugs, Birgit and Roger
Jake
"Constant Companion" is a Flower from the garden of the Poet's heart scented with the aroma of poetic excellence.
I salute You, Poet!
Andre Emmnanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
God Bless
Michelle!
Sage
The moon seesme
God bless the moon
God bless thee.
My children sang thid little ditty many times over the years. The moon is our guide and our shadow. It's an amazing friend.
Love this poem.
susan
Wonderful companion to have, the moon! Very well done; thoroughly enjoyed~ Thanks for sharing! BRAVA!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin, Karen Lynn. :D
The moon is one of my best friends, too! :)
And yeh...us water signs are ruled by the Moon, just like the tides, our emotions are pulled this way and that way during the waxing and waning !
Great write with beautiful aliteration
Blessings
Peter