Don't know WHERE this came from, and so, I write ...
Poetry there with the dying of day, the silvered crescent that wounded it in its sleep winking secrets to be kept hidden under the covers -
The moon put me to bed with a kiss, greeting me upon my return to conciousness before firstlight of the sun came streaming in the window -
it begged me not to tell what I saw, tried to convince me it was only ... ... dream. Alone now, know better. Know what I saw. Must write - must save poetry --
Karla, I loved this line: "The moon put me to bed with a kiss" I of course, love the moon and it's magnificent power!
Peace, love, and Light,
Amber "V"
I love the title which hints at any number of stories, thoughts, feelings, happenings---and your lovely poem that begs to be written with the first light of day.
Karla, I was driving home the other night and thought of one of the best poems I have done. "no need to make a note to myself, surely I will remember this one, it's so good."....WRONG!!!
By the time I got home, I had forgotten I even had a poem. Don't ya just hate when that happens?
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God Bless
Michelle~
love and peace, Carole~
Peace, love, and Light,
Amber "V"
If the moon had been full, would you have written a book? lol
God bless you. Kathy
Fee
Love and blessings,
Susan
By the time I got home, I had forgotten I even had a poem. Don't ya just hate when that happens?
Walt
Yesy write it down as soon
as it invades your thoughts
Peace & love be with you
William
the eyelids of time,
we sail into dream.
Love this one, Karla! See how you inspired me?
Love & Light always and in all ways,
Joseph*
Christine
Georg
This is so beautifully penned! "The moon put me to bed with a kiss". WOW! Terrific write; brava!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin, Karen Lynn. :)
Sounds like a grand experience!