Moonspell

Lonely wandering around
the moon so high above
shining pale at my soul
lighting up the darkness

Chilly air surrounding me
cooling my skin so softly
like a fond endearment
from hands so cold

Solitude found yet again
Sleeping on feathers
of angels wings so tender
the waking is forgotten

Author's Note

thank you so much for taking time to read this. And a very special thank you to all of you who also took the time to leave a comment. <3

Reviews

[Gary H]

Liked the contrast here from 'I wandered lonely as a cloud' - the good old established poetry line to a much more gothic type style. Also enjoyed the sleeping on feathers of Angels wings. Thats really great imagery. Certainly the poem does put you in the thrall of a moonspell, an unconscious wandering - sleepwalking? to end in wings of Angels (sorry, did like that bit so had to mention it again!)

[Katie]

this is so delicate. a wonderful setting and a wonderful poem. -k

[37mm]

even though it's shorter than your other works, it's not less impressive. you capture the moon spell with great imagery and a very nice choice of words. I really adore your poetry. =)

[Jennifer Ryan]

Reminds me of that time just after midnight when the whole world seems to pause so it can switch over into a new day.

Good job.

[Sea Dreams ~marina~]

Being alone except for the moon for company.
Very lovely. Nice work. Thanks for entering this in the competition.
- M

[MAC]

Hey Doll. This poem is good. It comes off as a mystic moon poem but could easily be a goth poem. Either way it is strong in form and well me likes it. :)