Moon (Prose)

have you seen the moon cry
on a summers night
she weeps her luminous tears
‘cross the darkness

as we sleep, her tears
move oceans, she cannot speak
we cannot ask, we have our own
sadness, cloistered in our world
we think not of others pain

her teardrops from watching
her planet below
her oceans forever rise
though perhaps not as
significant, ours are spilt
too silently, along with hers

©jmtacken Feb 2014

For some reason my IPad decided to publish this (under stars) before I had completed it..so now I try again (under Moon)..sorry.

nothing left

So, dive in!  At least dip your toe!  Get in the flow!  And sing! (But don’t get water up your nose.)  The topic for the day—a body or bodies of water.  For these purposes, a body of water can mean anything from an ocean to a mermaid (or man), a lake to a puddle, even, if you would, a glass, a tear, a rain drop.

FOR DVERSE ~ POET’S PUB    http://dversepoets.com/2013/07/27/water-water-everywhere-surely-theres-a-poem-there/

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Seabirds grace skies
circumscribed by blackened clouds

~whispering my name
ocean beyond cerulean hue
beckoning

I walk ~hands splintering
on wooden rails, steepness of the
sandy track

you left
casting sandals across dampened
dunes bare foot

gazing to~
the crescent moon
lifting darkened green

my lips devour bubbles
liquid strength
you left

kick abandoned castles
tears ~as grains soar into the air
and I dance

whirling ~arms outstretched
as soles immerse
cold against the briny deep

I give of me to the hues of blue

swirls ~spilling saltiness
‘cross my lips
swallowing the sapor of the sea

you left

let the ocean swallow me

Gather Strength My 390th Post

Life can be captured
in waves responding to the moon
forward retract never
remaining still

pulled in directions
uncertain of the end
to reach the sandy shoreline
or backwards into doubt

storms that pass along the way
give us courage from within
as the current to the wave
it builds ..self confidence

almighty seas I take your
strength to ride the waves
of life, pass to me your secrets
that I may stand the test of tides

photo credits: designsdelight.com

http://anotherwanderingsoul.wordpress.com Miriam E an extremely talented writer and I have both written a piece on the above pic, to see how our minds worked, to see what thoughts us as individuals, could concoct.
Please visit her and see hers titled Wild Horses