Blue Moon Passing

blue moon 

passing

a field

for

thrashing

a time

for

fasting

no more

two hearts 

asking

sorrows

collapsing

voices singing

from

a

score

it's love's

tasking

feelings

lasting

like grains

of

sand

amassing

on 

a 

shore

razor blade lines

mapping

tattooed wrists

contrasting

a feeling 

that shakes me

to

my

core

wit and wisdom

and

all

such

trappings

all my

fears

relaxing

her heart 

a 

bridge

surpassing

the river

of our distance

and

all

our

wars

what is

what

will

be

and all things

everlasting

scratch 

the 

surface

of all 

the

things

I'm

still

lacking

and embrace

all

that 

the

future

has

in

store

Reviews

[Lorry]

This to me reads like a song Rodriguez would sing, while telling it how like it is and not papering over the cracks like some that will remain nameless from the hit parade of pop, that ate itself snd sold its soul.

[Pete]

you have much to say about love. well done. much enjoyed.

[John Sullivan]

It's... not something I do so often these days, Pete, so it's awful pleasant when it happens. Thanks for reading, friend.

[Pete]

i know what you mean.

[Ken Simm.]

This is a painting and more in words. Strong, intelligent and above all beautiful.

[John Sullivan]

Thank you so kindly Ken. She's a neat lady.

I will return the review favor one of these days, promise. Glad to see so many of the regulars still here!