Moon Lover's Delight

Glowing stars that dance.
Hypnotic in all their ways;
ask them to arise. 


Yes Fireflies arose.
Rested in all their repose.
Mimicked twinkling orbs. 


Fade by light of day.
They, that yield to sunshine rays. 
Await for night to sing.

The moon-vine says when
With alabaster skin.
So, softly arrayed.

A single bulb glows.
Waiting on pedals of white.
Broadcasting Morse code.

Moon Lover's Delight

Reviews

[barleygirl]

This poem is so full of imaginative imagery! It makes me want to write about the upcoming Beaver Moon. I love how you bring on the fireflies & stars, making this a coming-together of all the heavenly lights! I also love the word alabaster, which I don't think I've ever used! (((HUGS)))

[Cherrie Palmer]

I have a idea to tell a short story this way. I guess this is my practice run.

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

I enjoyed reading this poem Cherrie. I could just easily see the fireflies dancing around in the images you descriptively paint in your poem. Thank you for sharing your work with us.

[Cherrie Palmer]

Thank you Carlos:)

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Cherrie... you are a Moon Child with Heavens smile...
You speak the language of the Stars... a lullaby for sighs... softly, Pat

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Second line I read as "their ways"---
This is such a remind of the summer, which again has come and gone, along with those fireflies, beautiful skies full of stars...green grass and heat.
I really like the personification in this, Cherrie,
j.

[Cherrie Palmer]

Thank you Jacob and yes I meant to use their, and forgot to fix it.

[no tell writer]

This is a wonderful write, Really enjoyed this

[Cherrie Palmer]

I'm knocking around the idea to tell a short story in this format. I guess this is a practice run. :)