Gemini Sits in Moon

Gemini Sits in Moon

A Poem by The Things She Noted

My Gemini sits in moon
Scorpio is always rising
Still have more days to ruin
Which ones I’m still deciding
I hope to see you soon
My tulips slowly dying
My father just flew in
My mother always lying
Hum my solemn tune
There’s knots to be untying
Grapefruit from the spoon
Beneath the sun I’m frying
Oh my, it’s almost noon
Sundress slowly drying
The greenest algae strewn
Through the river crying
Boys that made me swoon
Now no longer eyeing
I told you back in June
I promise that I’m trying

© 2022 The Things She Noted


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This is so very well-crafted, it wasn’t until the second reading that I realized it was an ababab… rhyme pattern throughout. It doesn’t seem forced, and all the lines flow easily with the meter while clearly expressing the emotional content. It’s always a pleasure to read your work.

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

The Things She Noted

1 Year Ago

Thank you Richard! :)



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This is so very well-crafted, it wasn’t until the second reading that I realized it was an ababab… rhyme pattern throughout. It doesn’t seem forced, and all the lines flow easily with the meter while clearly expressing the emotional content. It’s always a pleasure to read your work.

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

The Things She Noted

1 Year Ago

Thank you Richard! :)
Very well thought out, perfectly pitched poem TTSN. enjoyed my visit immensely, will be back again to discover what else you got cooking

Ken

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

The Things She Noted

1 Year Ago

Thank you Ken!!

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Added on September 17, 2022
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