I TOUCHED THE MOON

I touched the moon last night;

a golden glow beyond my grasp.

Eons before me it rested there;

it will remain when I am dust.

My hand now glows from the embrace.

Voices echo through nights past,

and with the glow, caress my face.

My finger faints from what will last.

Alone I am; alone secure;

the moon will last when I am gone.

A Master set it in its place,

to move the tide, refresh the dawn.

Unnumbered eyes have felt its rest;

have looked upon reflected light.

My heart is moved away from pain;

I touched the moon last night...

Reviews

[Renée]

A lovely ode to this orb, that holds so much for us..

[An owl on the moon]

I so appreciate your presence here... And yes, I try and find the moon every night..

[Mel Lisa]

beautiful poem. So lovely! Yet I feel a sadness in the tone. I felt it was about someone passing away under the moon,it is the last thing they are seeing before they die. Well done!

[An owl on the moon]

What a beautiful glimpse inside the words! Thank you... The skeleton of the poem was written when I was suicidal... so there is that thread...

[Melinda McQueen]

This is so pretty and wonderfully written. I wish I had found the picture for my poem, "Over the Moon For You".

[An owl on the moon]

Ah, certainly we can share the pic... your poetry is wondrous! And thank you for your sweet words... :)

[Matching Socks]

Wonderful. The moon gives us pause for reflection. It's mysterious and enchanting.
Beautiful.

[An owl on the moon]

I found her breathing light through my window just last night.. yes.. a mysterious peace.. Thank you...

[Matching Socks]

You're welcome. :)

[~]

This poem has a mysterious and pensive mood, a bit hamlety in its pondering. Actually better. I like talking to the moon rather than a skull :)
enchanting imagery!!

[An owl on the moon]

Thank you! Ah, and you assessed my favorite Shakespearean play.. Yes.. I have a bit of Hamlet in me... shadows hovering... and a bit of madness... But don't we all... :)

[~]

I could not tell at all by your picture- it is blindingly sunny and bare of shadows :)

[An owl on the moon]

Oh, I do love how blinding light can hide our blemishes... :)

[~]

I would rather be blinded by light than give in to coverts of the shadows :)

[Akhilesh Singh]

awsm work,,,,keep glowing and writing:)

[An owl on the moon]

Akilesh, thank you so much... :)

[Ruth]

Gorgeous! And life goes on in myriad circles of Nature's blooms...this is lovely hon xo

[An owl on the moon]

Oh, Poppy! Thank you for the sweet words... and your encouraging heart.. always... Been watching the David Tennant "Hamlet" tonight... he's crazy good... :)

[Ruth]

Ohh, you found it then??

[An owl on the moon]

Yes! My library got it from a neighboring town. :)

[Ruth]

Awesome!! Exciting! lol

[Scytheriax]

I loved this. The wording is great. It comes across almost delicate and soft. The moon was something I've always loved in my life and I love the references to it in this poem. Beautifully done.

[An owl on the moon]

It is pure joy to have you stop here... and have you share of moonlight's magic in your life. Thank you for your encouragement... :)

[SleeplessVolcano]

Oh this is so poignant, so vivid! When our hearts can move away from pain, the moment becomes not only a relief, but a blessing....I love your reference to the moon being "set in its place"......as we all are, and hopefully the soft blessings of moonlight can also shine into the orbits of our lives. :)

[An owl on the moon]

I am so lifted by your comments... thank you so much! May you find endless blessings and peace in the light of the moon... :)