Early morning,
light with sun,
that’s still to rise.
Chilly is the air,
mist still rising,
from the pond.
A morning hush
mingles with
a rising damp.
Moon a ghost
shines dimly in
a misty vapour.
Outlook gloomy
her way forward
is not very clear.
Hunched up sad,
she stares down,
till a shiver runs.
Then a tear falls
slowly down to
wet her cheek.
Bob, this poem rather reflects the weather and my mood today, both filled with melancholy. Top marks and thanks for sharing this with us my friend. All the best David
Bob, you have in a simple format defined Melancholy.........it is surprising you could tell so much in few words....very impressive work here Bob.....I fell in love with the style u have adopted........simple, succinct and very very effective, both in letter and spirit.....
You have captured melancholy brought on by the mood and the weather wonderfully in this simple but effective poem Bob - 10++++
Exactly how I feel right now, burdened with too much despair and disturbed by sadness... a poem penned with so much feeling, short yet very meaningful and easy to relate to. Please read mine, Beautiful Nightmare, Winter's Spell and My Last Breath. It hadn't been a good time for me this past few weeks, things were a bit rocky and I'm doing my best to go through it. Thank you for sharing.10.
Deeply atmospheric; and you leave your reader pondering, with sadness. Well done. t x
dear bob.....you have potrayed the word melancholy, in a very vivid andmasterful stroke.the poem was like a picture in front of my eyes.very well done poem.best wishes. ritty
Good gracious Bob.......the shock horror of it all. Your poem is so stirring an I imagined myself as a parent to this poor vulnerable little girl. Vivid and heart wrenching writing so very well done.... 10 love Karin
This is a very nice composition sir.. i love the tone in this poem, you create such a tranquil environment through your poems.. soothing to the mind.. regards Shan
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
lovely mood poem...'ghost moon'..lovely definition of a fading one...to be positive.. i take the tear on her cheeks as the dew dropp on the flower