Winter Moon.
Have you ever
held your breath
in a sharp intake of cold air,
as you gazed
shivering, transfixed, at the sight
of the huge silver lighted moon
Feeling in your heart
that the stranger seated next to you
emanating warmth
Could give you that moon
those stars
the magic moment that could last forever
Knowing, if you died right then
It could all be preserved.
The perfection, the joy,
time would stand still in eternity
18 comments:
Beautiful.
Love your poem! How in the world did you get three (3) posts up and me not see them? I call myself checking your blog every day!! That's ok.. 'cause I caught up tonight...on your buttons, clouds, itching/scratching, almost falling, sunsets, and coolish fall day. I hope you find something to help the skin condition soon.
Congrats on your award! You deserve it!!
Meggie!
That's BEAUTIFUL!
I'm sitting at a crowded hospital, phones ringing, people coughing, machines going - and all I can think about after I read that is the night of the eclipse, when the night was so crisp and cold and the air so still and the night had so many possibilities...you did that.
You brought that back with your words.
Awesome, lady!
Beautiful. It brought on a rush of peace as I read your words.
Your fabrics and buttons were a pleasure to see!!!
Your poem is beautifully evocative, Meggie. You are a real writer, you know:)
I too am catching up on several posts, enjoying the bright materials and buttons and just hoping the solution to your skin problem is found soon.
Meggie is wonderful and thoughtful.
I love your buttons-collection.
ciao ciao
Lovely, Meggie!
Very beautiful Meggie..and if you don't mind me saying so, this post is very reminiscent of another blogger who has long since left the blogosphere.
Wow that is absolutely beautiful.
as you gazed shivering, transfixed at the sight of the huge silver lighted moon. Perfect. Warmth and peace flowing out of your words.
oh now i forgot all about to tell you that i've got an award for you
Thats a very pretty piece.
I know how you feel...
Oh, I have a button collection too!! The kids love playing with it (not so good at putting it all back in the box) but I suspect the 13 year old will wean herself away from them all too soon.
Lovely poem Meggie, really lovely.
Hi Meggie,
Loved the poem about the moon.
Just had a thought about the itch!
Did you change washing powders just before it started? I did that once and had an awful rash. Then I bought the Omo Sensitive and the rash went away after a couple of weeks. It's not returned so far. Worth a try.
Cheers Jen
What a BEAUTIFUL poem, Meggie!!!! You are so talented with words...induces a serious state of envy in Moi!! :)
Very evocative. Why did you write about the winter in your summer/autumn, I wonder?
I really enjoyed this poem and the skunk cabbage is just a wildflower here sort of like a swamp dandelion that grows in boggy areas. I wouldn't mind being one though if I were a flower.
Lovely versification. Poignant and true. Thank you for that.
Lovely.......
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