My first natural instinct as it darkens is to look at the heavens and sight the Moon in the star spangled night and wonder at the flowing brightness of the Milky Way. Whether it is the mellow crescent moon in the night after a hot sultry day or a full moon set overhead on a cool winter night (warming your body up in front of a bonfire). What a soothing effect the moon has on our heart!
I will present a few poems from my collection (Pareidolia)
PAREIDOLIA
I can see you in the crystals of my granite floor
On the floral motif over the vase
On the walls where the paint has scaled
On the quilt that dons my bed
On the leaves of the hydrophytes that wave
On the moirés of sand on the beach I walk
I can see you in the illuminated dark clouds
In the backdrop of a deep azure night sky
In millions, all alone even as I close my eyes
Ubiquitously just everywhere
Now I am happy
I can see the glow behind the palms
From where you will rise
Behind those serrated mountains
SALVE
In the jostle of a crowd dismay
And the din of a mind astray
Chaos of a pile of work
I need to see the storm blow by
As I wait for the revved up engines to move
Scurrying to go everywhere
I see you through the windshield
Half of you hanging
A cup of grey bowl
Over a bright blue sterile sky
Who said the sun can cover you
Now I feel a balm
Like in all those blossom nights
And hope to finish all by myself
TELL ME
Your crescent hangs beyond trees and buildings
What do you watch?
Husbands lying with wives
Her soap has taken a new turn
Or the boy not studying
His computer has taken over him
Young mothers singing your lullabies
The pressure cooker whistling for a release
As night turns dark do the lovers love the same way
They used to?
I wonder through all your crescents
If over the years the switch you have seen
Has made you remorse
Or are you still happy!
Tell me?
I will present a few poems from my collection (Pareidolia)
PAREIDOLIA
I can see you in the crystals of my granite floor
On the floral motif over the vase
On the walls where the paint has scaled
On the quilt that dons my bed
On the leaves of the hydrophytes that wave
On the moirés of sand on the beach I walk
I can see you in the illuminated dark clouds
In the backdrop of a deep azure night sky
In millions, all alone even as I close my eyes
Ubiquitously just everywhere
Now I am happy
I can see the glow behind the palms
From where you will rise
Behind those serrated mountains
SALVE
In the jostle of a crowd dismay
And the din of a mind astray
Chaos of a pile of work
I need to see the storm blow by
As I wait for the revved up engines to move
Scurrying to go everywhere
I see you through the windshield
Half of you hanging
A cup of grey bowl
Over a bright blue sterile sky
Who said the sun can cover you
Now I feel a balm
Like in all those blossom nights
And hope to finish all by myself
TELL ME
Your crescent hangs beyond trees and buildings
What do you watch?
Husbands lying with wives
Her soap has taken a new turn
Or the boy not studying
His computer has taken over him
Young mothers singing your lullabies
The pressure cooker whistling for a release
As night turns dark do the lovers love the same way
They used to?
I wonder through all your crescents
If over the years the switch you have seen
Has made you remorse
Or are you still happy!
Tell me?
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