The Night Stars the Moon
The moon smokes clouds
by the sun’s stricken match
Stars rush like sparks
from her moody bowl of ash
Some say the sun is vain
to admire its own reflection
at the moon’s nightstand table
for so long
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January 10th, 2012 9:17 am
Pretty inviting!
January 10th, 2012 3:08 pm
This is lovely.
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January 10th, 2012 4:04 pm
Nice poem! I like.
January 10th, 2012 4:32 pm
Pretty poetry. Very nice.
January 10th, 2012 5:38 pm
Great sequence of images here, compressed yet lavish. Good stuff.
January 10th, 2012 6:14 pm
Beautiful…the sun being vain…I love that image.
January 10th, 2012 6:28 pm
I like the original metaphors!
January 10th, 2012 7:22 pm
Nice! Now if only they’d get to together and rid us of winter..haha
January 10th, 2012 8:12 pm
ha. nice…love the smoking and then the admiring ones own reflection…hmm…perhaps it is just shedding light on the moons beauty…and that is why it smokes..smiles.
January 10th, 2012 8:44 pm
I love this!
My favorite line is “from her moody bowl of ash.”
http://rosemarymint.wordpress.com/2012/01/09/crux-matter/
January 10th, 2012 9:45 pm
If she is vain, she is happily so! I enjoyed this poem.
January 10th, 2012 11:01 pm
Great read with a beautiful picture.