Blood Moon

I think on so many things

Twilight of life,

silent  serenade

auburn beauty sings

she calls in celestial melody

Luna blushes in crimson majesty

solace now found in nostalgic reverie

I can still taste her lips

she was the spring of my youth

I contemplate winters isolation

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Those sweet kisses and the Spring time love. Always will be a part of us.
(I can still taste her lips
she was the spring of my youth
I contemplate winters isolation)
I liked the above lines Dave. In a long life. Our memories become our gold. Thank you my friend for sharing the amazing poetry and your thoughts.
Coyote

[Dave W.]

You are welcome, this was born from a challenge of a friend, she showed me a picture of a bloodmoon and said to write a poem from it.

[Coyote Poetry]

You did well Dave. I enjoyed the poetry.

[Davidgeo]

this describes seasonal affective disorder very well. Other kinds of disorders as well, things seem to follow in pattern. Seasonal mental disorder... it's about to be summer somewhere so, hopefully

[Dave W.]

Summer is on its way I think

[Dessi]

You can still taste her lips, David.
That is passion,
Then you say, "She was the spring of my youth
I contemplate winter's isolation"
Don't do that. Flow into the love people are trying to give you, Dave W.
You're a passionate guy. It oozes out of you periodically.
Let it come, David. Please.

[Dave W.]

Thank you, this poem was written as a a prompt from a picture, I was challneged to write a poem. As always thank you for the kind words.

[Dessi]

Don't listen to me.
You are you, an enigma.

[Costa Siwale]

A strong love or encounter that transcends perceived time.
The things to long for at the twilight of our life.
Wonderful piece Dave.

[Dave W.]

Thankyou Costa for the kind review

[ETERNITY]

You can still taste her lips? ... I adore you.

Your writings are things of beauty.

Things of mystery..."Things" just doesn't capture what you produce... Awesome.

[Dessi]

You once asked, "Why focus on me? I am nobody." And that is why.
But one thing you are. An amazing poet. You entertain many females here.
It will all come to the surface.
We all love you.