Destitute

Forayed by the gelid November atmosphere

I stalk the destitute crescent moon

Confounded by perpetually grey, weeping skies

Not a single star ventures to smile tonight

I am forced to contemplate

The dimples in your Spring-time eyes

Reviews

[Larry Dyson]

MIXED METAPHORS WHEN USED CORRECTLY ..are as micky mantle said"Deja Vu ..all over again."no just jesting.. I like the ones you use..
"Not a single star ventures to smile tonight

I am forced to contemplate

The dimples in your Spring-time eyes"

[Robin]

even when the stars are hidden by clouds in the night , I still reach for them , tracing the memories of their path

[Moflo]

I like this piece a lot. I see a great sense of longing for a reverde that demonstrates the despair and fear to come before then, making this piece a fantastic display of emotion. Great work.