The last few nights, the moon has been so incredible. It rises above the mountains around the time I go to bed, and so when I lay down, I look above me out my window and there's the moon shining down. Sometimes, I'm reminded of people that I love and other times, it's just me and the moon ... and the moon is wrapping me in her beams and loving me.
Very sweet. This poem has a very light, ethereal feel to it. Your softer poems have this quality. You capture the essence of the magnetic pull of our moon beautifully with this work. As of tonight, 10/14/08 Luna seems to be working her lunar magic upon you. Just a nice, sweet, soft poem.
Untitled? Why?
This immediately made me think of that song,"Gonna Take You Higher" sung by one of those soul groups of the 70"s and I can't think of their name right now, maybe the Ohio Players, I'm not sure, but this piece has a gentle closeness to it, this is all Emily, I could pick this from within a hundred poems and know that you wrote it. I love the soft way you have chosen to tell someone, you know they are happy.
Antony
I agree with W.k.kortas, very romantic and playful,
especially when you see your other half smilling at you through the notions of the stars,
--x mishel, :S
It's romantic yet playful at the same time, a warm and clever look at how love can drag us (in spite of ourselves) away from our earthly bonds. Does a lot in with a few words; very fine piece of writing.
Ground control to Major Tom we have an absconder at two o clock.
She's tapped into the main frame... has gone off making dreams no not lucy.. Emily.
Pull the chord and the pin on her chute, oxygen mask at the ready, projectory looks good for a body soul collision, she's not going to burn up, prepare for touch down t minus.. hehehehehe Space cadet =)
xx
The mystery filled with hope of the piece is fantastic... we just need to believe in things we can't see sometimes in order to find that of which we seek.
If this was a song i'd say its a gold,
if it were Bball its a 3 pointer,
if it were boxing its tyson's first round TKO.
short and thought provoking,
deep and well penned,
"well the topic i suggest should be...i mean...you see...its like.....damn! SOMEBODY CAN YOU HELP ME?" LOL
to the Lost Boys
I am no Wendy;
but my voice brings you back to me.
And you sit around my feet,
anxious for a story
or a kiss.
Listening to my words
spinning adventures,
like so much g.. more..