THE MOON AND THE SPARROW

 

 

The Moon And The Sparrow

 

A lone sparrow sits by himself

atop the branch of Acacia tree.

Longing for a love that would never be,

a mate for him, he would never see.

Looking up into the sky,
to the heavens he casts,
his deep long sigh.
"To what shall I compare thee" ?

You are the moon,
and I’m but a distant solitary star.

 Gazing and marveling at the beauty

and brightness of your yellow light.

 

Amongst vast grandeur

of heavenly, you are adored.

Coveted for your alluring glow,

talent and exquisity.

 

To what shall I compare me ?
I am but a mere candle in the wind.

A faint flicker,
in the coldest and blackest sea

... 

 

by Neil ArandA  10/27/13

 

 

Author's Note

Words and thoughts inspired by Belle's poems and writings.

Reviews

[Belle]

Neil, you gave me honor more than I deserve, I do not even know exactly how to accept all your kind words. Believe me, the poet behind those poems is also an apprentice of the masters from the past and is still trying so hard to find her own voice. The thing I believe that makes her "different" ( as you have said) is the world she lives in and how she manage to look at the unfair side in a different perspective - and that what comes out in her every poem. Apart from that nothing more is especial, you and her are both stars "gazing and marveling at the beauty and brightness of every yellow light ".

And do you know that you impressed her with your 8 series of reviews in just one afternoon! All are in depth- look on each of her poem--you, too, have an impressive mind! Please know that...

[Belle]

I forgot to say, SONNET 18 is my most favorite from Shakespeare. Thank you for this Neil. This is a treasure!

[NeiL ArandA]

Giving my sole credit and honor to the muse of this piece. Its amazing how a simple mediocre poet writing's evolve and change over the course of time by being in a different environment, surrounded by talented and gifted writers. I just want to appreciate those moments and sparks of inspirations...

[Pax]

It's so very nicely expressed, the lonely sparrow...

To what shall I compare thee ?
To what shall I compare me ?

Those questions lingered in my head, on which on my part perhaps one of the hard question our human nature encounters... In every relationship, those questions might be the first step to overcome...

Your words flows smooth and intricate - to adore the beauty of the muse.

[NeiL ArandA]

Thanks my friend. Your comment sinks deep within my heart. I appreciate so much my friend.

[Joyce S. Greene]

This is a very lovely poem, Neil. (Perhaps if that sparrow was a bit less self-effacing he would earn another sparrow's love. Just a thought.) Your images are vivid and strong. I liked your poem very much.

[NeiL ArandA]

Thanks Ms Joyce, I appreciate your kind compliment. I thought the brook ran dry. I am glad it flowed a little bit. Yes you might be right, the sparrow needs to try some dating site on the internet so he can hook up some girlfriend. Or perhaps he needs to be a little bit more assertive. Thanks for dropping by.

[Dhaye]

Nice poem, Neil. But can you give me some details of how you consider this a sonnet? I just like to know if ever I missed something about sonnets...Thank you.
Lovely poem though.

[NeiL ArandA]

Thanks Dhaye for taking the time to read this piece. It wasn't really a true sonnet by strict literal definition. Nor did I followed the strict rules of 14 lines, 10 syllables and rhyme schemes. I have been fascinated by William Shakespeare's poem - Sonnet 18 . I thought I could somehow emulate Shakespeare's idea of comparing someone the way he did in Sonnet 18. But I lack the ability and talent to do and abide with the strict sonnet rules and requirements. I sincerely apologize Dhaye, for any violation, and to whosoever may have similar concern.

[Dhaye]

It's okay, Neil. Actually, we're just the same. My first time in writing a sonnet really embarrassing for me because that time, I can't understand what is "iambic pentameter" and so I did hide my piece and when I published it, it's no longer called a sonnet. LOL.

I said, this is a lovely poem, Neil.

[NeiL ArandA]

Dhaye, I don't know what happened but I shared with you that I have not been able to write any poem for a long time . I really went back playing chess and just reviewing other poets work . But something sparks and I go for it. Dhaye I couldn't believe this poem got shelved in 3 libraries. This is a first time I have seen this . Thanks Dhaye for such an encouraging friend.

[Dhaye]

You're welcome, Neil. You have a talent in writing and I'm proud to have a Kabayan like you here. I think you're a Happy Sparrow now. Hehe

[NeiL ArandA]

Please keep this picture of yours for as long as possible. I might surprise you with something. I think you already have. Can you not see it ? Its a done deal . Dhaye , my gift in writing comes from God alone. It's suppose to lift and elevate someone up. The Sparrow is happy because he found not just one but two friends ! And they both from the same place he grow up with . Too much of a coincidence . You and Belle both aim for the highest star and I'll just try my best to trail from behind . God will decide how high He wants me to fly .

[Dhaye]

Aww. Belle is one of my admired writers. You're right she's a bright moon. Actually, 7 of them here we're so closed to my heart and I admired them so much. I will give the link to you so that you can read the piece. :)

[Dhaye]

Please read this and you will see how I value my Kabayans here:

http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/hearmymind96/1195645/

[NeiL ArandA]

I saw all the tons of comments on her profile. And a thought came and became a poem. Ok i will look forward for that. I think I already got a read request from Pax. I got one from you for Antonio but I stared on the piece for half an hour and nothing is flowing out from my mind. I do'nt want to say something just for the sake of saying something.

[Dhaye]

Okay. Just a random request. I usually don't do it for my pieces. It just happened that I really like to share the beautiful piece. Thank you, Neil.

[Dhaye]

BTW, what's the point with my pic? I'm wondering what's that surprise coming from you. LOL

[NeiL ArandA]

Dhaye, Here's the riddle for you. Find the answer...

The batter swings and the summer flies
As I look into your angel's eyes
A song plays on while the moon is high over me
Something comes over me.
If your looking for a clue
Then wait and see... You wait and see...

[Dhaye]

Haha! I'm not good in riddles. Okay, I'll wait and see...

BTW, Antonyo is my #1 fave writer today. I like his unique style in writing. Like me, he can make free verse poems or even rhymed ones and there's always a lesson. I have learned so much from him. Actually, his name sounds like a Kabayan's just to know he's not. He's kind like you and he's a good friend of mine.

[NeiL ArandA]

I have not read all his pieces yet. Its always good when you have someone u want to emulate.

[Dhaye]

You will never know who would really touch your life in this complex world of ours, Neil. That's what really valuable for me. You will like his works.

[NeiL ArandA]

I was wrong and you were right . The read request title youve sent wasn't the right fit . But iread some of hi piece and it was good especially the. Rain and To Know Her . He is really good . I saw your notes and comments there too.

[Dhaye]

Thanks, Neil. He uses different styles. He's a dynamic writer.