In her gauzy garments
Above the bowing trees
The moon has many lovers
In the sighing breeze.
They all take her dancing
In exotic lands
They give her sparkling diamonds
They kiss her milk-white hands.
She is round & fullsome
Or slender as a waif
When she is then waning
Her flowers are kept safe.
Silken skeins of darkness
When she's waxing full
Are parted by her brightness
She is NEVER dull!
Her beaux are all so courtly
But she eschews them all
Her only love can make her pale
She burns at his call...
She lets out her moonbeams
Through her eyes they weep
She loves the one eclipsing her
They can NEVER meet!
She, so strong within her court
Will curtsey when he comes
The moon has many lovers
But she's taken by the SUN.
Catherine Jarvis
(C) 12/14/2019
Dec 15, 2019
Dec 15, 2019 at 1:19 PM UTC
May I entwine
In your pretty serenity,
Forever is a lie
Promise
Me
an
Eternity
Jan 8, 2019
Jan 8, 2019 at 8:53 AM UTC
I went to the sea
And I saw
A red bird in a tree
In my mind
I felt
Silent
And still
Jan 8, 2019
Jan 8, 2019 at 8:53 AM UTC
maybe my real problem is that when I’m lost,
I look for you and not myself.
Jan 8, 2019
Jan 8, 2019 at 8:47 AM UTC
When you’ve got
Gold gold gold
Dripping from your mind?
Jan 7, 2019
Jan 7, 2019 at 1:17 AM UTC
your lips
drip
of honey
and so our kiss
is just as sweet
Dec 19, 2018
Dec 19, 2018 at 10:02 PM UTC
.
It
is
true,
you are
totally right.
I'm as dry as
a desert, I'm a dead
empty land. I used to be
a jungle when the clouds
where by my side, and now that
they are gone, my trees, my dreams
they dried and died. Because of this,
nothing grows inside of me, there is
only silence and despair. I can't feel
what I write, I barely feel alive
I want to feel human again
Oh god, I really miss
the rain
Dec 19, 2018
Dec 19, 2018 at 10:01 PM UTC