The rising moon

The moon is a magical and mysterious entity that we all love, loath and adore at the same time. Enjoy

The rising moon means many things, as it floats above the sky

And references many themes

A time when dreams flitter as they fly

Onward to their sleeping hosts on feathered wings with silvery seams


It could be a time for love proclaimed and vows sworn

Beneath the shining gleam

It could announce a time to harvest the golden corn

Or a light, a guidance to a childs dream


The moon is the light, that shines over dark

It is a beacon of hope to quell the endless night

And to guidance by night, sailors hark

And guide by the stars in sight


And yet, the moon is the symbol of evil foul, and lost souls

Evil things that haunt imaginations deep

Things that whisper from places unseen, from crooks, shadows and holes

And give restless, unhealthy sleep


The fall of day, from day to night

Is a truly beautiful song, a blissful melody, a calming tune

Though it can be awful to behold, do not fear the sight

Believe, and bask.. in the sight, of the rising moon.

Ryan Brodesser

Author's Note

The moon is great. It means so much and does so much. please R&R!

Reviews

[dan]

Such a wisely conceived and solidly built paen to our talisman of nightfall, the restless magic contained within a moonbeam. Your word play here is smart and sublime, rolling off of the mind's tongue with a smooth leap to the heart. Very nicely done! take care...dan

[Coyote Poetry]

Amazing use of description.
"And yet, the moon is the symbol of evil foul, and lost souls
Evil things that haunt imaginations deep
Things that whisper from places unseen, from crooks, shadows and holes
And give restless, unhealthy sleep"
I loved the above lines. The moon had filled us with mystery and question for many years. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote