Moonwake Poem by Philo Yan

Moonwake

Rating: 4.5


The skies have turned from black to blue,
what on Earth has happened to you?
Did you forget to take your break?
The morning's here, go back to bed!
Your stars have left, it's way too late!
Don't linger long, don't even wait!
Beckon now your brighter other,
the Sun, your flaming brother!

Lunar Moon smiles and is amuse
with the Cloud's short tempered fuse.
She laughs and softly whispers
The game is up and I'm done
My brother Sun from another mother,
He likes to hang, sometimes hover.
My dear Cloud, your rising sun,
the rascal hides beneath your cover!

Moonwake
Monday, February 25, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: moon,sun,cloud
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Anil Kumar Panda 11 March 2019

A nice poem with a beautiful flow. Liked it. 'My brother Sun from another mother, He likes to hang, sometimes hover. My dear Cloud, your rising sun, the rascal hides beneath your cover! '...is beautiful. Congrats.

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Prabir Gayen 11 March 2019

The skies have turned from black to blue, what on Earth has happened to you? Did you forget to take your break? The morning's here, go back to bed! Your stars have left, it's way too late! Don't linger long, don't even wait! Beckon now your brighter other, the Sun, your flaming brother! ...beautiful expression

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Bernard F. Asuncion 11 March 2019

Wonderful poem of the day, Ma'am Philo. Congrats for being selected....10+++++++++

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Nice poem. Congrats being POD

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Ruta Mohapatra 11 March 2019

Enchanting! Congratulations on poem of day!

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Chinedu Dike 27 September 2020

A free flight of creativity on winged imagination. An insightful piece of poetry nicely embellished with poetic rhyme and rhythm.

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Mahtab Bangalee 26 February 2020

Moon wakes over there on the blue sky and peeps us with the self light and lit up the in-out path of every dark of life

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Khairul Ahsan 12 March 2019

A nice poem with a nice graphic. Congratulations on your poem's selection as the 'Member Poem of the Day'! My brother Sun from another mother, He likes to hang, sometimes hover. My dear Cloud, your rising sun, the rascal hides beneath your cover! ' - Loved these last four lines.

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Ratnakar Mandlik 12 March 2019

Hats off to the flight of imagery, comparing Sun and moon as step brother and sister. Heartiest congrats on well deserved poem of the Day.

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Edward Kofi Louis 11 March 2019

From black to blue! ! With the romance of nature! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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