And so it goes...

You are my sun and my moon...where are you?

 

And so it goes…

another sun, another day

 

Lost to the horizon’s constant appetite

for all that this sky above may hold

Thin and straight, never-ending, swallowing the beauty

that waits for us as we look up

only to follow the minutes

ticking away as fast as the journey

 

I have come to determine

one night sitting on the front porch

counting fireflies and missing you,

(tearing up for my impending daily loss)

that this place, this narrow slice at the end of this earth

must surely consist of multi-colored liquid

 

For the splash made by the sun

is more vibrant than anything I have ever witnessed

Staining the western heavens

with pastel swashes of glowing patterns

until the wash fills with shade and is

hidden by a new moon glow

 

and so it goes

another moon, another night…without you

 

 

 

Author's Note

Thank you for reading

Reviews

[shallimarRose]

Oh Jack this is so beautifully melancholy... Your colorful descriptive''s took me to that place... The last stanza is just gorgeous as i watched the sun disapate ginving way to the new moon.. In the ending I felt the loss and longing.. Wonderful as always.. xo Rose

[Jack...]

Thank you so much sweet Rose. I am happy you enjoyed it.

[emmajoy]

How beautifully sad - every word, every thought behind those words. Feeling like that would set me to and in fear, that emptiness, the dread, wanting, needing.. knowing how the hours will alter the mood of the absence, how .. how somehow, colours do and will fade or smudge because they're clutched in the loss of nothing to hold. Was hard to read this more than once, but did.

[Jack...]

Thank you so much my sweet friend. Sadness had been following me for some time but now the shadows are disappearing and my eyes can once again see the colors.

[Pryde Foltz]

For the splash made by the sun
is more vibrant than anything I have ever witnessed
Staining the western heavens
with pastel swashes of glowing patterns
until the wash fills with shade and is
hidden by a new moon glow

A truly splendid metaphor. One of the best I've ever read. Really

[Jack...]

Thank you so much Pryde. I truly appreciate the kind words coming from such a gifted writer as yourself.

[Rita L. Sev]

Such beautiful imagery for such a sad and lonely emotion. Day begins to take away the beauty of memory; night comes, and takes away the day's hope... and so it goes...

Wonderful poetry...

[Jack...]

Thanks so much Rita. I always love when you visit my work.

[Rita L. Sev]

You are welcome, Jack - I am never disappointed when I stop by...