Open Poetry #30 |
Moon Man |
mysticpoe Senior Member
since 2003-02-28
Posts 883 |
It’s been five years since the fields knew the apples- and the falling pears. This turning caption- how could I notice with a dousing swear, those moments, and he - who came from that columned lair. When the light of the Moon and all its ownership, sipped at the will of darkness. Casting that inevitable lining which is a part of us all- I called to my whisper, and asked for his name. The Moon Man is what I am. The gossamer of time and bones- I am the one who knows, and the light of the Moon knows me. as I know you. Waiting, I’ll follow, till the fields are ready to sow. Remembering- that time and the never ending, lasting. Those cultured feelings, and dreamy sedations- if only I knew, as the fields knew, the apples, and the falling pears. If nothing is something |
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Jes Member
since 2003-10-21
Posts 422Denmark |
Smile taht moon knows alot. I enjoyed. Smile Jes |
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