Sep 2015
the moon kept on calling me
but i wasn’t answering
i miss you my sweet love,
my dear sweet friend
and our long soft moonlight chats
the moon kept on calling me
but i wasn’t answering
why have you forsaken me?
where fore did thou go?
the moon kept on calling me
but i wasn’t answering
i kept her waiting,
waiting through many a night
so long, so lonely for she
just one more moment
then i will be out, be out to join you
my dear sweet and loyal moon, my moon light friend
the moon kept on calling me
but i wasn’t answering
patiently as ever, for eons and more
she kept whispering to me
but i wasn’t answering......
as she slid quietly away
the moon kept on calling me
but i wasn’t answering…...
would i ever answer her,
ever again?
but i wasn’t answering
i miss you my sweet love,
my dear sweet friend
and our long soft moonlight chats
the moon kept on calling me
but i wasn’t answering
why have you forsaken me?
where fore did thou go?
the moon kept on calling me
but i wasn’t answering
i kept her waiting,
waiting through many a night
so long, so lonely for she
just one more moment
then i will be out, be out to join you
my dear sweet and loyal moon, my moon light friend
the moon kept on calling me
but i wasn’t answering
patiently as ever, for eons and more
she kept whispering to me
but i wasn’t answering......
as she slid quietly away
the moon kept on calling me
but i wasn’t answering…...
would i ever answer her,
ever again?
written on this magical & deliciously cool night of September,
after this kind Pope has now departed & the crickets keep singing...
i shall return soon, for i miss them too.
kind readers, any education you can give on how to use the languge attempted in the 4th pair of lines, would be graciously accepted with utmost thanks.
and i would have formatted the entire poem in italics, but i don't know how to do that in one swell swift move or two clicks, so i leave her this way... for i am too lazy to go in line by line... dear sweet Elliot, perhaps you will send an angel to whisper to me how to do this in my ear?
as a writer, i would like to be able to do this and just now i thought of trying to move it out, then back from another program, but i am not sure if that will work here and i'd rather keep on writing than get into a fight between software.
after this kind Pope has now departed & the crickets keep singing...
i shall return soon, for i miss them too.
kind readers, any education you can give on how to use the languge attempted in the 4th pair of lines, would be graciously accepted with utmost thanks.
and i would have formatted the entire poem in italics, but i don't know how to do that in one swell swift move or two clicks, so i leave her this way... for i am too lazy to go in line by line... dear sweet Elliot, perhaps you will send an angel to whisper to me how to do this in my ear?
as a writer, i would like to be able to do this and just now i thought of trying to move it out, then back from another program, but i am not sure if that will work here and i'd rather keep on writing than get into a fight between software.
