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MOON WATCH

MOON WATCH

A Poem by Betty Hermelee
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fantasy

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Each warm summer eve
when the moon peeks from a cloud
I gaze at his face

When his lips pop up
I'm convinced he views my grin
it causes a giggle

When his lips sink down
I wonder about his mood
Do I change him so?

Eyes shut late at night
I see the moon in my dreams
no clouds to hide him

© 2020 Betty Hermelee


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dear Betty... I have been observing the Sky more than ever...
it seems to be a place where Dreams are allowed to blossom.
Your poem is mysterious as the Moon is always there to
share our innermost feelings and like a very close friend
will smile back and bring a message from love ones who
have touched the boundaries of eternity. May your view of the
Moon on a Summers Eve give you a peaceful feeling.
Be blessed and stay safe and well. gently, Pat


Posted 1 Week Ago


Betty Hermelee

1 Week Ago

What a lovely review Pat; I really appreciate your thoughts; be well, stay safe, Betty
Although I am a selenophile, I have never been inspired to write about the moon. I love this poem, Betty. Summer eve is the perfect time to fall in love with the moon...

Posted 1 Week Ago


This is super romantic. I haven't really fallen for the man in the moon. He's not my type, but I did find a handsome face in a beach towel with a tie-dye pattern quite recently. I spent quite a long time staring at that one and thinking about him. He looked like a warrior of some sort, wearing a helmet.

Posted 1 Week Ago


Who can resist the lure of the moon Betty? I am a moon gazer too. I enjoyed the little fantasy write. Reminds me that a crescent moon looks so much like a pair of lips smiling. I like that. A friendly moon rather than an aloof one. Nicely done dear Betty.

Chris

Posted 1 Week Ago


Perhaps a fantasy, Betty, and the wanting for something larger and out of immediate reach. The moon seems to bring clarity to such thoughts and desires, framed in dark blues and black. A treasured view when outdoors alone, nothing interrupting our dreams. So much packed it this short poem.

Posted 1 Week Ago


Betty Hermelee

1 Week Ago

Thanks so much for the great review, really appreciate it!
R.E. Ray

1 Week Ago

You’re welcome.

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Betty Hermelee
Betty Hermelee

Black Mountain, NC



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I am an emerging poet; I have written over 250 poems, mostly about slices of life, happy or sad, sometimes tragic. I try to use vivid images in my poetry. I also write about my extensive travel expe.. more..

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