Empty streets, and she awake,
the one who walks alone.
She will not the world forsake,
and she’ll do it on her own.
There’s a love, it is an ache —
it’s all she’s ever known.
While her love the world did take,
to her, it’s never shown.
Not to say the world’s a rake,
or one she would disown.
But the moonlight makes her quake —
it’s here her heart is flown.
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I always wanna be the first to comment –
Jess – this is you and I love it! The full moon has wrought wonder –
…as usual. and, me? how’d you know…
“But the moonlight makes her quake…”
Perfection.
Aww, thanks Vance. :)
unrequitted love? :(
Haha. Perhaps. But this is more about loving the world (people) and yet feeling alone in it — isolated and not understood.
Don’t frown, Sam! :)
Ah… all the more i frown, this is me you’re writing! Ok, I won’t frown :D
:) Writing even sad stuff makes me happy! You’re the sweetest, Sam.
Love is an ache :)
Truly.
The clear-sky moon is the beauty of the patient heart.
Haha. It is these days! The moon has been rising somewhat late recently. I guess that’s just the way the cycle goes…
She moves in an ellipse, not a perfect circle, as herself fasting of green and blue, she waits for the one planet she orbits to share it. When will the thoughts (people) of that planet be one on the subject?
A good question, but one whose answer I somewhat fear…
It will all work out or it would never have worked in.
I like that thought. :)
I think that other alias web blog of yours would be a GREAT idea Jessica! I feel this specific poem may dictate it. What do you think? ;-)
Hmm… I dunno. I might be able to pull off additional thoughts on this subject without going anonymous. Stay tuned. ;)
A sad poem, but also such a poem about life… The feeling I had with this poem, as Sam mentioned, was unrequited love, which is a part of life (and often love of things that cannot reciprocate…nature, freedom, a corporation, etc…). With people, it is not necessary to worry about unrequited love, as just the fact of me being in love is pretty cool. Great finale: “But the moonlight makes her quake — it’s here her heart is flown.”
The craziest thing about poetry is what different people can pull out of it… I can definitely see the thoughts of unrequited love coming from the middle stanza, but, really, this poem was about anything but. It was intended to be on a much more universal plane, which could go along with the idea of the love of nature or other things you mentioned… You really think unrequited love with people is cool, though? I think it’s one of the most painful experiences possible… But I’m glad you liked the end. I did, too. :)
Perhaps that is what makes a good poem, people pulling out what they want.
Unrequited love? Being in love is cool… I think unrequited is a bit irrelevant. Sure, it is frustrating but unless it is an absolute obsession, it is life. You live. You love. You learn and recover. I guess it is my thinking to more about what you love, than worry about if others love.
I see… And I agree. Love is a powerful force and one worth that makes life worth living, no matter its outcome. In fact, it’s about the only thing that makes life worth living. Unfortunately, though, the number of people who take love to obsessive heights is actually quite high…
Anyway, thanks again. Your feedback means so much! :)
But the moonlight makes her quake —
It really does! I miss the moon when she’s gone…
If it were requited, then probably the fickle heart would consider it unrequited with someone else at some fickle moment in which relationships unravel but none worthy are founded. Sometimes it’s good to take a little Marcus Aurelius with us into the harvest moon nights, LOL. After whose stoic wisdom was heeded, a person could simply enjoy a yogurt out on that bench with the fragrant rose petals all aloft. Sometimes those petals lead to a sound, good night’s sleep, the poet awakes refreshed, then writes her classic. “What light through yonder window breaks?”
Hey! Thanks for sharing! I really like this song. Hadn’t heard it before. :)
Here is my first foray into a recording on my public blog, I was a bit nervous about posting it too. http://mypoetryandverse.wordpress.com/2013/08/25/animal-zoo-with-music/
Dark Jess-cy, very dark. What is wrong?
I’m doing better now. ;) Thanks for asking…