The Shifting Winds Lament

Here I stand
Where all great things collide
Upon the daylight’s bittersweet waning
The moon is now full for the second time this month
It is blue and massive and floats low in the horizon
This is the last full moon of summer
whose days now scatter to the shifting winds
like wildflower seeds who lie dormant
Waiting ever patiently
for their inevitable rebirth

About This Poem

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - draft

About the Author

Region, Country: U.S.A., USA

Favorite Poets: Emily Dickinson, Robert Frost, Walt Whitman. I’m enamored by the work of lyricists such as Robert Hunter, John Barlow, John Dyer Baizley, and Tom Marshall just to name a handful.

Comments

Lavender

1 year 10 months ago

The Shifting Winds Lament

Hi, Tim,
Hope you are well! Nature, man, and his thoughts. So present, so in the moment. "...inevitable rebirth." One with nature, much like a meditation.
Beautiful.
L

RoseBlack

1 year 10 months ago

Full moon

Multiple planets in retrograde- it has certainly been an epic ending to summer. I like "inevitable rebirth" as the moon repeats its cycle yet does something different with a different meaning each time it is full. Well done.