In a time of Moon and Jupiter
is cold that holds so many warm thoughts.
There an ancient waltz of distant orbs
plays close to mind and eye; a certain
delight in winter skies, soon gone.
Spring will ring in the hearts of many
in this time of Moon and distant throngs of Moons
let my thoughts find a close orbit
in your eyes as they take in more of this world
its pains and the lights- yes, even within them.
As of near and distant Moons, bright comet swoons
we create mystery to explain the known.
You are faraway yet frequently near
when I think of dear words, and moonlit epithets.
3 comments:
everything about this poem is mystical, beginning with the title... engulfing the reader with the dancing whirl of the Moon and Jupiter; then surrounding them with lights of spring, and finally, giving hope expressed in moonlit epithets... stunned and speechless, love this, thank you!
everything about this poem is mystical, beginning with the title... engulfing the reader with the dancing whirl of the Moon and Jupiter; then surrounding them with lights of spring, and finally, giving hope expressed in moonlit epithets... stunned and speechless, love this, thank you!
Ahh Maryna- thank you so much.
There are thoughts here that we have shared in our talks- Moon and the amazing beauty of the night sky; and that special gift some have to see deeply into things most will not see at all...thank you Lady M...H
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