Slowly fades the afternoon as

b"h

15 Sept 2013

Slowly fades the afternoon as

Day slips into evening --

In the east a rising moon

Smiles -- -- deceiving

All who trust her promises --

All who fall for her lies -- --

She plays at being wise --

But her silvery eyes -- timeless

Tho they be -- don't -- fool -- me.

I realize not her fantasy:

She no jewel of night --

Full unfaithful her light.

 

D L Firestone Feinberg

Reviews

[Great Aunt Astri]

Enjoyed this poem. The poor old moon often gets a lot of blame! I am curious to know about the rhyming in the last verse. Was this designed or accidental?

[Firestone Feinberg]

Thank you for reading and commenting on my poem. The three stanzas of the poem have different rhyme schemes. I did design the poem that way. --David

[Great Aunt Astri]

I am pleased to hear that. I feel it is good to 'plan' poems a bit. I have all sorts of fun 'designing ' formats, but I feel I should really have 'stuck' to certain rules. I am, at my age! only a learner!

[Firestone Feinberg]

me too. i also believe in form... good luck! --d

[Holly Mason]

look at the moon....in the sky...hold up your hand....squish the silvery moon between forefinger and thumb...close them, open them ,close them, open them...powerful thing in just a couple of fingers*)
thank you fine sir ...nice too see you*)

[Firestone Feinberg]

Right you are dear Holly. Thanks for your wonderful review. You're terrific! --David

[Distantview123]

This seems to speak of unfaithful friends or lovers, personified by the moon...a moon which only shows us part of its whole self. A nicely penned 'mood piece.' ~ Robert.

[Firestone Feinberg]

Thank you Robert for reading the poem and commenting on it. You are the second person to review it, and the other reviewer was also saw a personification of the moon. It is interesting to me because I didn't consciously make the moon human -- it seemed to me to be the moon, as it were. The two reviews have convinced me that I did indeed make 'her' into a woman of the more general kind... --David

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i had an ex-wife like this...deceiving, burnt bridges, many of them...left people shaking their heads...and wondering why they only saw half of the moon....well, the other half was behind a cloud.

nicely done.

[Firestone Feinberg]

Thank you, Jacob, for your kindness and friendly words. --d