Aisle of Sorrow

 

See all time rushing away

Grant me a second without grey

When the stars shine at night

Fool me into thinking all is right

 

Then on a bright full moon

Lance the wound

With sorrows heaped on pain

Let me hang my head in shame

 

For the bell when it pealed was for me

Life will never again be

The love filled with style

The moment we waltzed in the aisle

 

Reviews

[Kenneth The Poet]

Love the syllable matching line for line here. This has a classical feel to it. Something I'd read if this had been written a century or more ago. Nice work here.

[Lady Celery]

This was so simply beautiful and sad. I loved it, it seemed very heartfelt and touching, which is one of my favorite things about poetry.

Beautiful, Serene, sad, really deeply felt, When The Moon writes, it is out of her heart, and soul... pure expressions, in honest ways... this one could be for a parent, a lover, a family member, but that's in your heart dear.
I enjoyed the beautiful simplicity of this powerful writing, thank you.

E.L.

[Dream Weaver]

Sadly beautiful, makes me think of a union
that should have never been or was doomed
from the start.. Nicely done.

[An owl on the moon]

What a beautiful, bittersweet expression so filled with longing... There are the reflections of life... the past and present... Such a moving write.

[Cole Hayley]

For the bell when it pealed was for me

Life will never again be

The love filled with style

The moment we waltzed in the aisle


A lovely ending to a lovely love poem. I usually cringe a little when reading lovely love poems, but this is different. To me it comes off as somebody longing for a love, for the beauty of it at least.

As always Moon you write true and honest and most improntaly, personal. Thats why I love reading your wrok

[spiritwind]

Moon, you shed grace all over this poem!
I especially was drawn to
"
For the bell when it pealed was for me

Life will never again be

The love filled with style

The moment we waltzed in the aisle
"

[J. J. Nightingale]

Sad .. and maybe a bit lonesome .. I remember the waltz, it always took me away ..


Soft .. Jazz

[Courtney]

To me it seems somewhat powerful. The words also click together like puzzle pieces. Good write.

[writing mojo]

such a dance of words to refrain in the explanation
of stepping out
to show less than skinless thought
you make sense in the connection of loss...great poem