Walking At Dusk

Rating: 2.2
the moon peels back each
in tremulous cadence
her outer raiment
…the darkening orb of earth

waxing she eases
bathing walled sentinels in iridescence
…gabled shadows hint the marvel of her sex

ah love! like Selene we walk the silent course
hiding ourselves in twilights calliope
where night unveils earth

and we in our layers
we remain untaut, unbound
roaming the dreams locked away by Helios' terse ride
Thursday, November 8, 2007
Original Unknown Girl 16 November 2007
I love the moon.... and I love your poem too! Your eloquent offering was indeed poetry far beyond the realms I could write... Just gorgeous. HG: -) xx
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Agnes Török 10 November 2007
You truly see the most natrual of things in a completely diffrent light. Things others take for granted you raise to the sky (two ways of reading that) and describe in the most beautiful of ways. You have a poet's eyes. Thank you for sharing Love Agnes
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Angel Ofdarkness 09 November 2007
you've have such a nice way of discibing the moon its almost as if she was a goddess i love it. love, Angel
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Francesca Johnson 08 November 2007
I've never thought of the moon like that before! You've brought new beauty to an already beautiful subject here, Andrew. Enjoyable. Love, Fran xx
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