Claire de Lune

A poem inspired by the angelic song by Debussy, Clair de Lune.

Relish in the time we have to spare

The beautiful glisten of the winter air

And so the breeze holds us fast

Onto the dream of lovers past

Into the depths of the cold sworn forest

Red eyes of dagger, pierces through darkness

Run onto the white snow ground

Til what was lost, in search ‘comes found.

Reviews

[JD Jessop]

Till what was lost...........in search comes found.

This is a great line.......great poem too! Thank you for sharing!

[Eternal Poet]

Nice one, keep up the good work!

[Mad Mezi]

very lovely poem, a great winter read!

[Delmar Cooper]

My dagger was blind until I beheld the glitten of this poem.

[Maglia Weaver Twill]

"Red eyes of dagger pierces through darkness" I like, I like, I see wolves and arctic climbs