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Apr 07, 2012
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another fullmoon
I'm at the crossroad
Where the huge white ball hangs
Quietly in the dark veil of night
Shining down on my little piece of the world
Through vinyl blinds behind a cold, glass, window
above the kitchen sink of my modest abode
My eyes are heavy
Burning from too much reading
I turned in for a restful Saturday morning
Before the break of dawn catches me awake
Lying on my comfy couch in the wee hours of the night
Exhausted, before the day is formed
So goodnight my darlings sleep tight
Let the stars rest in your hearts tonight
As the fullmoon rests in mine
And Jesus's death is celebrated one more time
About This Poem
Editing Stage: Editing - polished draft
Comments
Roscoe Lane
13 years 3 months ago
I was,
I was going to give a few crits, and stopped to read this poem again. I've now read this three or four times maybe five and would not change a single thing. This is brilliant in it's simplicity, and you have captured something quite unique i believe. Love it. Love Roscoe..
Barbara Writes
13 years 3 months ago
Roscoe
Glad you like. Thanks for the comment and grit.
scribbler
13 years 3 months ago
Hi Carolina poetess
This is truly beautiful writing. The only thing I'd change beside comefy misspell(I think) would be to lose one of the adjectives describing the window in line 5. But truly this is wonderful................stan
Barbara Writes
13 years 3 months ago
Stan
I believe I did ran away with adjectives. Lol. Thanks for the kind comment and crit.
Candlewitch
13 years 3 months ago
Dear Barbara,
I loved these lines:
So goodnight my darlings sleep tight
Let the stars rest in your hearts tonight
As the fullmoon rests in mine
I have no suggestions, just appreciation for the work.
always, Cat
Barbara Writes
13 years 3 months ago
Cat
Thanks glad you like it. Somehow those lines rhymed effortlessly without me intending but glad they did.
Barbara Writes
13 years 3 months ago
Lonnie
Thanks for reading and commenting. It was fun to write this small piece.
loved
13 years 3 months ago
Simply exquiste beauty and thoughts yours
Now can you guess
or any one else,
how many such moons
have passed my way
since the blessed day
my first bathday
a wild guess will do
who so ever can be within easy reach
I will compose a memorable poem for you...
Barbara Writes
13 years 3 months ago
thanks Loved
Glad you like it.
Wild guess 15. I have no earthly idea
loved
13 years 3 months ago
15 fullmoons
would make me 15 months old
a genius perhaps
thanks for your wildest guess
Barbara Writes
13 years 3 months ago
oh my my
I forget how to count sometimes. Its a. Moon a month not a year. Lol
loved
13 years 3 months ago
YOU WERE nearly right I have
a seventeen years old mind
trapped in an aeons old body ,
with one extra switch
I can move in and out
at my wish
ie 17 or eonish...
like a FISH!!!
Barbara Writes
13 years 3 months ago
yeah
Your poems and comments says as much
Barbara Writes
13 years 3 months ago
yeah
Your poems and comments says as much
judyanne
13 years 3 months ago
you've labelled this 'rough draft' barbara
so i can only say with this write you dipped into consciousness's golden stream
i can see nothing i would change
lovely descriptive and i related to all you spoke of
was there doing the same things in my own memory
- then the ending - yes - caused 'that' emotion'
well done
love judy
Barbara Writes
13 years 3 months ago
Judy
Thanks for reading and commenting. Your gracious compliment is welcoming.
scribbler
13 years 3 months ago
Hi Barb
Just dropped by to read again....something I don't do very often, This IS poetry...........stan
Barbara Writes
13 years 3 months ago
Stan
Glad you did again.