The beams of moonlight
roll down a silver carpet
in the sandy bank.
The soft singing gentle
lapping waves glitter
with its milky jewels
Became the moon's messenger
carrying its silver pamphlets
to the silvery shaded tree.
The milk white pamphlet
with silvery words carrying
message to the Sun to rise late
The moon became the silent audience
enjoying the love birds
perched on the silver tree.
Jun 11, 2020
Jun 11, 2020 at 9:10 AM UTC
The beams of moonlight
roll down a silver carpet
in the sandy bank.
The soft singing gentle
lapping waves glitter
with its milky jewels
Became the moon's messenger
carrying its silver pamphlets
to the silvery shaded tree.
The milk white pamphlet
with silvery words carrying
message to the Sun to rise late
The moon became the silent audience
enjoying the love birds
perched on the silver tree.
Poetry is all about inspiration...Inspired by the Silver by Walter de la Mare...
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