Rainy Moon

Neath the spotlight of the rainy moon
she reads her memoirs aloud to the stars
who are politically correct enough
not to mention they notice
she has rewritten history just a tad
moments mauled and molded to please
seconds shimmied to seduce
summers smiled through tears
still, some would consider her
a lyrical lovely tonight
dampened skirt swaying in the evening breeze
while living on the outskirts of life
wondering what will be tomorrow
wishing the window of world wisdom
was not quite so blurry these days

Reviews

[Shabeeh Haider]

The first two lines sends one on a journey of flowery words. "Rainy moon" and "talking to the stars".
It becomes more bearable to try to remember history the way we want to rather than the way it was. A beautiful poem and the concluding lines are just as good.

*shabeeh*

[Lydia Shutter]

Thank you very much, Shabeeh. Lydi**

[jacob erin-cilberto]

hearts feel, wisdom is blurry....the way of the soul....and you are the one with "lyrical lovely" poetry...

and she hopes to find some way of getting into the inner parts of life again...to find herself again, to find happiness again.

j.

[Lydia Shutter]

Thank you for your kind review, Jacob. It is appreciated. Lydi**

[ba_mcfarlane]

"she reads her memoirs who are politically correct enough"

"she has rewritten history just a tad"

I love the phrases that you use to keep the heroine as being flawed and human, like the rest of us. It would have been so easy to take the sugared and "poor her" road to describing her sainthood in this piece. There is steel beneath your words of velvet empathy. Just a great write, I love it! Bravo!!

[Lydia Shutter]

Thank you so much. I appreciate your review. Lydi**