Tuesday, October 25, 2016

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MOON POESY
What a large large moon i exclaimed
To the offering of a night sky long planned

A stunning moon greeted my stares
From a distance still to me unfathomable

When that bright moon seared my thoughts
I stared in wonder for this was a night

A moonlit course of opening my heart
To the shadowy foibles encased in poesy

Is there ever a moon on high not loving
A poet's soul not witholding a swooning
MOON POESY © gillena cox 2016


Blog hopping today at
Imaginary Garden With Real Toads
The Tuesday Platform
Kerry's open mic day

16 comments:

  1. I love the final couplet and the way you presented it in the graphic.

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  2. Thank you for your appreciation Kerry

    much love...

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  3. Nice reading, Gillena, while thinking of the powers of the larger moons. I have an affinity for them, some say that I then will grow fangs, howell to the moon, and bite the ladies on their necks. We just went through one last week. It grew from sliver to your immense globe very fast.
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    1. I love the idea of moon poesy, Gillena! I do love those lines:

      'A moonlit course of opening my heart
      To the shadowy foibles encased in poesy'
      and, of course, the final couplet!

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    2. Thanks for your appreciation Kim

      much love...

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    3. Thanks for dropping in Jim, I did see the October Super moon, I was on my way to the theatre that night

      much love...

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  4. Very cool. The moon does indeed inspire many poets and poems.

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    1. Indeed thanks for dropping in Scatterbrain

      much love...

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  5. Not witholding a swooning! That is wonderful, also true. :)

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    1. Thanks for dropping in Marian

      much love...

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  6. Nothing like a moon to inspire a good swoon. :)

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    1. Sure thing Rommy, thanks for dropping in

      much love...

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  7. No, I'm sure there never is! I love every word of this.

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    1. Thanks for dropping in Rosemary

      much love...

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