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| photo taken my me last night |
Sleepless, I hear
your whispers in a summer breeze
night presses onward , eyes wide I think of you
super moon illuminates above green trees
gravitational pull draws me near
and I wonder
waves of emotion rise and fall within my soul
glowing in the heavens, an aura of power
magnetic attraction, a force so bold
I cling, to my hopes and dreams
and I wonder
feeling your radiant warmth in a distant sky
I long to hear your words, to sing our song
golden moon dust, fills my misty eyes
adventure awaits, the choice is mine
and I wonder
I can grow fins and dive deep into the blue-ocean
or sprout feathered wings and soar new highs
I can taste your lips a magical love potion
lying in your arms finding paradise
and I wonder
If, I close my eyes would I return to slumber
how many heartbeats until I drift to sleep
faith is a hard thing, listening to thunder
I know you are out there thinking of me
and I wonder
Believing is the gateway to believing
posted for Poets United..
A moment of magical contemplation in the night!
ReplyDeleteHi Alex,
DeleteI do like to ponder from time to time and the full moon always seems to draw me into the splendor of the unknown.
Truedessa, this certainly IS magical. And yes, believing is the gateway to believing. The choice is ours, and it leads us to beautiful places!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Mary for your generous support..your light shines daily..
Deleteha. those last two stanzas....very nice...i wanna sprout wings...and then maybe gills and dive deep...but love will make you feel that magic as well...smiles.
ReplyDeleteIt might be fun to swim in the sea or fly the sky..a bit of transformation can be magical.
DeleteI love the repetition of the last line, I wonder ~ That last stanza caps it beautifully ~ May it come true for you ~ Have a lovely week/end ~
ReplyDeleteHi Grace,
DeleteThank you..I hope you have a lovely week as well.
Believing sure is the gateway and that belief can sure make things come to fruition, just have to hold on and dive or fly, then two as one can sure watch the night sky.
ReplyDeleteI am a believer in dreams..I will always keep the gateway open..
DeleteI love this. The visuals, the soft rhyme-play, the melodic rhythmic effects, the play on words and themes like the tides and moondust... I love all of this.
ReplyDeleteThank you for visiting and the lovely comment..it made me smile..
DeleteI felt the yearning in this, and the insecurity of love. I too like the rhymes and the emotions that emerge under the moon. I really enjoyed reading this.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Myrna..I always enjoy reading your poems
DeleteMy dear friend,
ReplyDeleteAnd with the glowing of the supermoon, your thoughts are stirred with hope, with wonder, with yearning of answers in the belief of dreams.
Truly, a poignant, magical, lucid poetry that dances into the mind, the heart, the soul. Thank you.
With my cup of coffee grasped firmly in hand
I look to the skies to understand
Ah, tis the night of the supermoon
And I listen so closely to nature's tune
Supermoon grasp my heart
Tell me our world is not torn apart.
In kindness,
Gary :)
Hi Gary,
DeleteNo need to thank me, tis I who should thank you for your kind reply and for taking the time to visit..I too hope our world will not be torn apart...who knows what the future will hold..hopefully, a world of peace..
I always look to the sky to try and understand..
Keeping faith is a hard thing but keep positive and you will find your dream.
ReplyDeleteKeeping the faith as it keeps one going..thanks for the visit..
Deletebeautiful and touching Truedessa!
ReplyDeleteGloria,
DeleteSo nice to see you back..hope you are feeling much better ..I look forward to seeing what you will bake next..your recipes always look delicious..
Ah" such a beautiful picture and poem. The close lines left me in awe and I wonder!!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much..I took that picture Saturday night as I was restless as a summer breeze..
DeleteThe moon does provide great atmosphere for wondering/dreaming!
ReplyDeleteIt certainly does make the mind wander..
Deleteseems the moon has engulfed sleep too that often happens with a poet and thus the magical dream comes into being...a beautiful write Trudessa :)
ReplyDeletethank you so much..yes, it was sleepless night..
DeleteBeautiful!
ReplyDeleteThanks for visiting.
yw and thanks for returning the visit..I enjoyed you poem..
DeleteI don't have to wonder that you are a great poet. Love this one, filled with emotion and longing.
ReplyDeleteThank you for your kind words..I am a poet in heart..
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