suspended moon

memories resurface on moonlit nights

a half moon
suspended
on winter clouds.
frozen in time.

the same moon
hovers over you,
half way
around the world.

it's warm there,
beneath your moon,
where the waves roll over
the midnight beach.

do you ever think of us,
making love
under the inclinations
of a suspended moon?

Author's Note

I looked for Prince's song, but found this

Reviews

[Neville]

How damn good is this... of course we do... not ashamed to share ya.....Neville

[Lyn Anderson]

Thank you for reading this one. Ah sweet longings and memories.:)

[Neville]

indeed..............N

[NeiL ArandA]

These song lyrics came to mind after I read this piece. This is an old song.

Once we were lovers but somehow things have changed
Now we're just lonely people tryin' to forget each other's names
Now we're just lonely people tryin' to forget each other's names

What came between us? Maybe we were just too young to know
But now and then I feel the same
And sometimes at night I think, I hear you calling my name
Mmm, these dreams, they keep me going these days ...

Though sometimes the relationship is over..sometimes those sweet
forgotten memories still comes back to haunt us ... Sweet pondering and writing KLGoode.

[Lyn Anderson]

Thank you for reading and reviewing is one.

[icelandicblue]

A suspended in time...frozen in time yet the piece sound like it is in the present. The poem can be read as a number of different ways. I like how it ebbs and flows.

[Lyn Anderson]

I think, when we lose a love that didn't really hurt, but we just had to part ways, that love stays with us, and comforts us on cold moonlit nights.

[willweb]

You have no idea how this one touched me. KL, your heart shines like this moon you so beautifully describe in your poem today. Ahhh, this feels so good. Hope to see more of these...feels like love to me.

[Lyn Anderson]

It was. I loved him once. I thought of him under the moon.

[Rene Salinas]

Ugh I htought of making love in the sand, leading to soreness. That gets to show how I'm incapable of senssing and letting go in moments that one should and that is precisely the feeling I get while reading the words in this writing. An invitation to submerge yourself in the arms of the wanted and let it go. Not even geographical limitations seem to be able to stop the feeling.

Suspended rays of moonlight over frolicking bodies.

Hopefully not on sand then.

Thankyou

[Lyn Anderson]

I love sand. It washes out, with help.:)

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Ha I just love that Georgian fox! This is melancholic. thoughts of warm memories and someone in a warmer climate. Hmmmm I wonder where?

[Lyn Anderson]

That's for me to know. Thank you.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

"making love under the inclinations"

damn i wish i had written that line---maybe i'll steal it and go to another site with it...Ha ha...no no no just kidding...
i always think of barbara since we are long distance, and i wonder...does the same moon shine down on her...the one i am looking at on a clear night.

[Lyn Anderson]

You have full permission, as long as you give me credit, which I know you would, I would be honoured.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i wouldn't steal it....just kind of making fun of certain people, no names mentioned...

read morei wouldn't steal it....just kind of making fun of certain people, no names mentioned...

but i do love the sound of that...

hope you have a great saturday, my friend.

[Lyn Anderson]

I know you WOULD NEVER -- I am giving you permission to borrow some inspiration. I have from you, and I would be honoured.:)

[Matching Socks]

Big smiles on this one.
KL, showing your true romantic heart.
Love it. Faves.

[Lyn Anderson]

Who me? Thanks. I guess it has to come out and play every once in awhile.

[Matching Socks]

You're like a treasure chest, open up and show us a cute little gem very so often.

[Baby Ricochet]

You got some beautiful romantic imagery in this one KL. Great job

[Lyn Anderson]

Thanks. It's for someone who was very special to me once.