Moonlight on my mother's face

You have probably seen

a moon

drizzling its luminous liquor

across the high 

and low seas 

a moon

glowing like silver-gold fairies

through the slightly 

damp leaves 

of an almond tree 

a moon over mountains

and hillocks

seeping into the roofs

of small, humble homes

over winter-sown

dreams and landscapes

a moon

that sometimes

looks like a mellowed sun

pale and bloodless

by noon

a moon

that rests in the quiet corners

of a lover’s lips

you might have danced

in a moon-rain, too

but, my friend

have you ever seen

a moon

shining

over another moon?

Reviews

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Sanober... one of our poetry friends has
informed me that you are safe after the earthquake
in Nepal. Looking forward to reading your
poetry. truly, Pat

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Sanober... Perhaps you are thinking of your
Mother's face as beautiful and mysterious as the
Moon with the wisdom of the ages caressing your
being with tenderness and compassion...
Sweet poetry... truly enchanting ... Pat

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Sanober.. I feel as though my tears
are blessed, as though I am on a quest where
moon rain falls gently on lovers sighs.
Your poetry touches my heart with
melodies of butterfly wings. truly... Pat
aka "Prairie smoke" on WC and "Hibiscus"
on Starlite.

[Lydia Shutter]

The imagery in this write is absolutely exquisite, Sanober! I especially liked "that rests in the quiet corners of a lover's lips". The fact you tell us this is about your mom in the title is very touching. She is your moon....she will always be the light in your life and always lead you to good thoughts. I can not say enough about this one, Sanober.....I am dancing in the moon-rain of your words! :) Lydi**