To feel a home away from home
my friend miles apart impassioned
to her query from the other side of sea
for love epithet tinkling sui-generis.
'when moon shines full to its brim
a star sequeastered in a distant horizon
blinks to the soigne red rose on looking
for a unsung love of being cuddled within.
whispering the petals of lovely red rose
to sprinkle the songs of beauty eclectic
on to the plexus of moon star & rose transcended
whence the' harvest-moon' appeals syncretism
when fragrance be overwhelmmed
lest be not someone blemished & dying
for the wishful love be epitomised
foliage be stuck into the autumn for a while.'
You have a way with words Dr Kar and a deep thinker. Each sentence is carefully constructed and not rushed. Your languge in you're poems is of high intellect. A lot of aspiring poets tend to rush their work, a good poem is like building a house or a jigsaw puzzle it takes time. I look forward to reading more of you're poems Dr Kar Kind regards Louie
45996115585833 moonflowers to you for writing this poem! ! Wishing you joy Pia
oh the moon always brings a sense of longing....really enjoyed the last line to 'be stuck into the autumn for awhile'....great poem....Vallerie
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Dr Subhenda, Words in Moon-Harvest are perfectly written, I related to the words in heart. Thank you for this. Julie