- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Nocturnal Transience
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Promises are like moonlight.
Evening disappeared when we weren’t looking.
I captured it later,
along with the barn swallows,
as I wrote in my diary
while the sunshadows
rocked the porch swing
and the lake ripples called to me.
The moonlight was stolen by shady fog tonight.
I could hear the stars crying.
They are afraid of the dark
when we are not in the meadow
to sing lullabies to them.
Do you always make promises
when a breeze can borrow them
for another evening’s ears?
- COMMENTS
flyguy69over 19 years agoGoing back and reading some of your poetry I missed. This has some wonderful phrasing and images. Excellent work, Trendy!
BlueskyBeautyover 19 years agoi came to have a look see at what you've written since i was here last.
you have a beautifully descriptive pen hun.
i really enjoyed this, as i have your others.
Anonymousalmost 20 years agoTRH: Sometimes when I've read a poem I've enjoyed, I think to myself, "If I tried I could write like that." I couldn't begin to approach yours in a hundred years. Incredible! Fantastic! And a whole lot more superlatives!
Syndra Lynnalmost 20 years agoYou have a wonderful way with words. Thanks for this.
and just a little reminder to non-thermometer users. YDD used them on occassion for most meritorious poems
tarablackwood22almost 20 years ago....has been mentioned in Tuesday's new poem reviews.
