Here she comes o’er top the hill,
robed in dewy, beauty white.
Seeing her, it is a thrill,
she’s always such a pretty sight . . .
And when she comes,
we mark the clock;
beneath her glow,
in whispers talk.
And wish we that
she wouldn’t leave,
but stay with us
just one more eve.
But on she goes,
and there she’s gone.
And we, alone,
at break of dawn.
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Beautiful.
Thank you, Matthew! I crafted this one on my run tonight, as the full moon was rising “o’er the hill.” I’ve always loved the moon. :)
Me too. And it DOES look amazing tonight!
I know! I agree!
lovely poem.
Thank you! So is the full moon. ;)
There was a partial lunar eclipse last night (Apr 25th); not sure from your vantage-point you saw it? Way too cloudy here for us. :(
We were kind of on the “same page” our last posts, weren’t we? Cool! Now, to go read your “What Orion Said”!
Yes, I saw that there was supposed to be a partial eclipse. Didn’t see it while I was out, though. Glad you liked “what orion said”!
wow, you do think on your toes, hahaha… what a lovely poem inspired by your run.
Thank you, Sam! You’re always too kind.
Wonderful poem Jessica, you got a god-given talent for writing and I am happy you are using it here so I can read it! I am excited now as I am going to my American prom here in Nebraska tomorrow! :) I hope it`ll be fun and go well!!
Thanks, Harald! And I saw your post about prom. Yay! Exciting. I’m sure you’ll have a great time. Be sure to post pics! :)
short, sweet and lovely…
Thank you, as always, Walter. :)
Jess, your poetry has so much feeling, the moon does bring out the sacred feminine within us all. Blessings be. ♥
Thank you. I guess one thing I’ll always be is passionate—about almost everything in life, but especially about the moon. ;) Blessings to you, too!
you need to run more – crafting poetry like this!
I’ll try. I run and ride all the time. :)
So lovely! Makes me smile :)
What a sweet thing to say. I love this one, too. Glad I could make you smile. Thanks for stopping by!
J, you’ve been doing great. I know what you mean. I shared something similar with Bereft — my first poem in ten years.
I’m glad you like this one. It is still one of my favorites. I very much like “Bereft,” too!