Two Hearts

Listen to the harvest moon.

Two hearts looked up and saw the harvest moon.

Two hearts, flotsam on the sea of life. Lost.

They beat as one, these hearts, aching for love.

Had they but met, face to face in life’s net,

Their love might have flown on wings of a dove.

Up, up they could have soared into the night

Flying up to bathe in the golden light

Of a harvest moon, so full and so bright.

 

The harvest moon looked down and saw two hearts,

Two hearts whose love might warm the coldest night.

A great love that would never be, unless

Two hearts could risk the pain and venture forth.

“Stare not at me,” called out the harvest moon.

“Waste not your time with tears of woe.

Go out and seek the love of which you dream.”

 

Two hearts looked up and saw the harvest moon.

Two hearts went out their doors in search of love,

A love they feared might never be. And yet…..

 

              © 2016 Stanley R. Teater

                   All rights reserved

Reviews

[Jane D]

Wow, this is a very intricate piece of work. Your sentences flow well and the words you use make it beautiful. I enjoy the fairy-tale feel of the poem.

[goddessofwriting]

Sounds like a poem that came straight out of a published book.

Excellent.

-G.W.

[Robert Haigh]

Two hearts can become one... if they look hard enough for each other. Nicely penned!

[Jenny Leigh]

A wonderful poem about staying hopeful in love. Great writing Stanley.

[Coyote Poetry]

A beautiful poem for love.
"Two hearts looked up and saw the harvest moon.
Two hearts went out their doors in search of love,
A love they feared might never be. And yet….."
Love need chance and opportunity. I liked the hopeful ending. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[costa siwale]

“Stare not at me,” called out the harvest moon.
“Waste not your time with tears of woe.
Go out and seek the love of which you dream.

This is amazing. a well written well expressed piece my friend

[Valentine]

That moon has been so big and beautiful here they probably will be able to see each other even though it is night. Sweet write. Valentine

[wordman]

two souls searching in the night,two hearts glowing in the moonlight,
bonded forever in the harvest light