In memory of my dear friend Phillip J. Screen
Tell me why, after all this time,
I look for the moon at night,
in its three quarter lunar phase,
surrounded by a misty halo.
And I think of you.
And I miss you.
Every month of every year.
The three quarter moon was radiant,
on that unexpected cold July night.
The night before God took you to his side,
with your strong will and reluctance to go.
The three quarter moon, with its misty halo,
I stare at it to connect with you and feel you,
and be comforted with thoughts that you are free.
Every month of every year,
it seems to follow me.
And it is a sullen reminder,
that you should still be here.
(May 2007)
three quarter moon...symbolic to the radiant love relation that beautifully waxed up once but prematurely ended...sad to read… but as a poem this piece is very much impressive…10/10
Cathleen, This so sad to read, yet love and the surrounding beauty of this great piece lifts the mist and allows the reader to feel your strength....beautifully composed *10* best dishes Jon
still love wishful looking to the moon, love whn incomlpete in its misty way the quest when half quater by the moon, , , , , , , , , , , lovely poem when luscious gren, well penned, thanks for sharing
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sad, lovely, sweet, a 10 from me. Ron