Lunar Eclipse
March 4, 2007
Would all my best intentions serve to guide me to your lips?
Can all my untold declarations rival this eclipse?
The tranquil sea’s reflection, the stars which shine beyond -
in deeper space your mystery lies, my heart grows ever fond.
Though clouds obscure your gentle beams, nocturnal stirrings wake.
You’re hanging lonely, shy and bold, to subtle shadows make.
And though your light may fade at times and while you lack the laughter,
swing high, sweet moon – I promise you you’ll shine again soon after.
3 comments
Wow. That’s really, really beautiful. I think I may have something in my eye.
That eclipse was something, wasn’t it? The sky was crystal clear here..
that, Mr Jones, was a true and proper poem. bravo.
Thanks mate – that’ll teach me to listen to Keith Jarrett during a celestial event.
Leave a comment. Play nice. I will turn this blog around.