luna

here, the place where we first met.

footprints, for ever a part of the dust.

no winds over this empty vastness.

mountains' shadow, creeping.

rays of the pale sun disappear.

leaves me in the dark.

cold light of the Milky Way stars.

there, the place where we finally said goodbye.

now, I sail alone across Mare Tranquillitatis.

Reviews

[Bare Trees]

Very good poetry. The beginning and the sad end of a relationship connected with footprints and dust. Very clever.

[Yheela]

Thanks, glad you liked it.

[Anonymous Girl]

On reading it I thought you wrote the feelings of Neil Armstrong when he first landed moon. Its going in my library. Fantastic!
100/100

[Yheela]

Thank you!
Maybe it IS Neil talking, or some poor marooned spacer... or just some little rock thrown there by the universe.

[Anonymous Girl]

You are welcome.
I think its Neil talking

[Eloha]

This has a breath of the future that I like. I'm forever trying to write the perfect cosmological poem, this runs close.

[Yheela]

How wonderful that you find it close to your idea of perfection. ^_^
The cosmos is forever an inspiration.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

A moon to behold my warrior with armoured breast. A lovely and intellegent piece as always from one of my forever poets. Would the line 'no winds over is empty vastness' not make more sense as 'no winds over this empty vastness' ?

[Yheela]

Yes, a typo. Thank you for noticing.
Thank you for your review, it means a lot that you read my poems.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

You have my pleasure my Queen! (bow)