Someone stole the moon last night
Left the land bereft of light
Sorrow filled the sequinned sky
And all the stars began to cry
There above as glist'ning tears
(Weeping, weeping, no-one hears)
Flutt'ring down upon the world
Like soft confetti deftly hurled
Oh to see her face again
Then to watch her wax and wane
Lost to sight her Imbrian sea
So sweetly named Tranquility
Gone the night-time's wondrous glow
Tides no longer ebb and flow
Months shall cease and days decline
As now the moon no more will shine
Where is she, Oh where is she
She whose light shone down on me
Please return her to her place
Suspended in the frame of space
Set above and counting time
O'er the mountain tops to climb
Minute-hand upon the clock
- Tick tock, tick tock - tick tock, tick tock -
Who needs the moon when you have penned a poetic sun that shines even in the night! Sorry my friend you have no sympathy from me! 10/10
Someone stealing the Moon if he/she has not got a sky to put it on is blundering.... Your apprehension is a poetic notion that can leave all of us doomed to disaster.. I often wonder if one can steal our earth for a while! A fine poem, Val.
Who done it? An Agatha Christie, Mystery, She's quite novels, Changed her name, And now writes, The most beautiful, Poetry!
Valerie, in the words of the immortal Bette Davie form the classic film Now Voyager... " Oh Jerry, don't let's ask for the moon. We have the stars." A joy to read. And I thank you for writing and sharing magical poem. Loved It!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
............ok everyone please remain calm....I am sending the FBI to investigate...I repeat please remain calm....they will get to the bottom of this case....do not worry!