~ Moonrise, Moonset ~

I sigh 

in light

 of the moon, 

hung so low

     unfolding

 early morns

of the skies' 

        soothing  

iridescent pinks 

   in sea blue depths

sun reflecting 

     off its face                         

enraptur'd

thoughts again,

as twilight 

    seeks

a brilliant

finale in

  showy illumination

taking a bow

dipping in its

   amethyst glow

reminding me

  of twinklin'

 diamond glints

   in your 

  come hither eyes

   & the warmth

       of your touch ~

 hopelessly

   unfurl'd

    in lit  

    shadows

Author's Note

Reviews

[redzone]

I have wanted to comment on this heart filled poem, but honestly didn't think I could say anything that would do justice to your artististic efforts. I have come back to it, actually it has drawn me back many times now, it's like it owns me or something, HA. I know, strange huh! I think of these lines often: reminding me
of twinklin'
diamond glints
in your
come hither eyes
& the warmth
of your touch ~
And I think about the colors of early morning and twilight, of the way it's a time for walks and holding hands and telling all the secrets that make us who we are... it's a time for risking everything..... Frieda, it's just simply beautiful.
~~redzone

[Frieda P]

Thanks for your humbling review Curt, muchly appreciated. x

[Rita L. Sev]

Frieda, this is simply gorgeous!

[Frieda P]

Grazie mille Rita!

[s y e]

Sigh... I'm in heaven. I have died and gone to heaven. Sitting on cloud 9 with this beautiful poem running through my head, over and over again, like a never-ending story. This is so romantic. I loved every single line, every image - it was perfect.

[Frieda P]

Ahh a good place to dwell noodlebumble, I just might join you. ;-) Thanks muchly peanut.

[MsJewel]

A soft sweet poem, as light as a dream...absolutely beautiful!

:) Julie

[Frieda P]

Grazie Julie, means a lot coming from the romance mistress of the cafe. :-)

[Saddam]

hopelessly
unfurl'd
in lit
shadows.

That is so romantic. Hmmm wish I could feel that.

[Frieda P]

So jazz'd you enjoyed Ssadd, thanks muchly.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

That is divinely romantic, now give me a moment to catch my breath.

[Frieda P]

Wooo love that word 'divinely', grazie mille Dale.

[The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)]

Yeah I bet you never expected me that word in describing something to do with you, LOL

[Frieda P]

Oh brother, you know what they say about karma, don't ya? ;-)

[The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)]

Yes I do, they say it is like you, LOL

[Frieda P]

Scooby doo waffles, I'll get you for that my pretty. ;-)

[The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)]

Ohhhh you got me shaken in my boots… wait that was just an earthquake.

[Tai Ryens]

I like the way you personify the moonrise and the moonset alike to how we ourselves bow to one another, then proceed onwards to connect it further by associating it with a person, or perhaps rather just the looming inspiration coming as a result of the beauty in both rise and set. Well portrayed, Frieda, keep it up!

[Frieda P]

As always, such a lovely and poignant review from your pen Tai, thanks so much.

[Tina Louise UK]

sigh...so beautifully relaxing, really enjoyed this one :) x

[Frieda P]

Thrilled Tia, thanks so much. :-) x

[Einstein Noodle]

"hopelessly
unfurl'd
in lit
shadows"

your poem pulled all kinds of memopics (ooo i coined a phrase i think) from my banks .. another romantic gentle inferno ... what delight ... going back to read again now ... also more great music ... have you listened to Laura Nyro (passed away in'97) Norah reminds me so much of her ... such great music from both ..
E.

[Frieda P]

Oooh I like 'memopics'...now you need to pen that one E...thanks so much, yes I enjoy them both...

[icelandicblue]

Such beauty you've captured in these moonbeams. I am enamored by your finale:

hopelessly
unfurl'd
in lit
shadows

This is a breathy yet breathless piece of poetry.

[Frieda P]

So jazz'd Anne, thanks muchly my friend.

[Michael Stevens]

A fine poem of thought that come in the dark of early morning, Frieda!

[Frieda P]

Grazie mille Michael!

[Michael Stevens]

Yer velcome zee, Frieda; absolutely no idea what language that is; alien? Stupido?

[Frieda P]

Ha Italiano for thanks a million, ask Wini, I bet she knows. ;-P

[Michael Stevens]

Yeah, she would probably say something like, "Stop with the bullshit language already!"

[Frieda P]

Ha you're probably right..........

[Michael Stevens]

Ha, I'm like a human clock; twice a day I'm probably going to be right!

[Frieda P]

oh brother, that reminds me of someone I used to know....and NOT a good memory either.

[Michael Stevens]

Sorry; 'note to self; NO clock jokes!'

[Frieda P]

Not that quote anywho..........

[Michael Stevens]

Got ya! I'll learn, eventually!

[Frieda P]

I doubt it, if Wini can't knock some sense into you, you're hopeless!

[Michael Stevens]

Hey, now I'm upset! Why would you feel the need to attack me like that? Remember, I've got Winifred's ear!