The Sun and the Moon

Sun gleaming like beaten gold

Bathing the land in blinding light

Invades every nook and fold

Even in winter's frosty bite.

 

Sun shooting spearlike rays

Onto desert and snow the same

Making a magical haze

Ah, but the moon is a weak flame.

 

Like a milky gloom

It is but a pale white

A snowy opalescent plume

Until it is no longer in sight.

 

The day passes once more

And it is the moon's turn to soar.

Reviews

[Jaya Miller]

Really good job i really like it! I think poems that have rhyming are the best. Lovely^-^

[PokemonFan#1]

I love all the rhyming! Keep it up!

[Imagination-mage]

what a beautiful poem, i really like how u write ur poetry, keep it up!!

[StillShorterThanYou]

pretty and has a nice ring to it