I listen to the gentle stirring of the moon,
as though hope spreading its amber wing
taste its varying mood and frame of mind
like sangria coupled with rainier cherries.
Oh! what does it feel gliding alone tonight
does it breathe the same despair as we do,
I trail behind and observed quiet strength
I watch as tears flowed as strand of pearls.
Perhaps the moon has grown weary of heart
and wishes for a couple more merrier sights.
I offer what seemed like a thousand dreams,
hear its laughter as sweet as a nightingale —
for the moon had yet to share its tale.
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Posted for “Poetics” @ dVerse Poets Pub
& on Monday Writes @ My Blog – Verses
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60 Responses
What indeed does the moon want? That’s a great question as it rests up there saying nothing.
Thank you so much, Walter 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
I love this line: like sangria coupled with rainier cherries…such a vivid taste and image!
Thank you so much, Toni 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Gorgeous:
“taste its varying mood and frame of mind
like sangria coupled with rainier cherries.
Oh! what does it feel gliding alone tonight”
Everything you write is so beautiful, Sanaa.
Thank you so much, Jericho 🙂 so good to see you ❤️
I love to hear that sweet laughter and taste this: sangria coupled with rainier cherries.
If only the moon can share !
Most definitely❤️ thanks for stopping by, Grace 😀
Oh I think the moon wish for something merry. She belly laugh whenever we don’t watch.
Thank you so much, Bjorn 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️
I love the image of the moon as an amber owl gliding alone through the night, Sanaa, and the idea that ”the moon has grown weary of heart’ – it’s used so much in romantic writing it must be wondering when its time will come to sparkle rather than shine.
Thank you so much, Kim 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
(I totally agree!)
“Tears flowed as strand of pearls” …I love the entire poem and use of senses 😉
Thank you so much, Kathy 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
There are some lovely images in this poem, soft and luscious 🙂
Thank you so much, Jane 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️
I liked the anticipation of the Moon telling its tale and wondering if it felt like us and what it would say.
Thank you so much, Frank 🙂 so good to see you ❤️
Lovely moon musings to entertain us! Great write!
Thank you so much, Beverly 🙂 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
I absolutely love this poem. The vivid images and your use of senses has me wishing I had written this. Nicely done!
Awwww!❤️ Thank you so much, Delaina 😀 so glad you liked it!❤️
Superb writing Sanaa…I think the moon must hold onto some of her secrets.
Thank you so much, Paul 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️
I like the image of tears as strands of pearls and sending a thousand dreams to her. I think she weeps with us sometimes. Beautiful write, Sanaa.
Thank you so much, Mish 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Everything about this is beautiful! “Like sangria coupled with rainier cherries” made me sigh. 🙂
Thank you so much, Lynn 🙂 so good to see you ❤️
A beautiful write Sanaa, it is like the moon keeps returning the choices to you, showing you all she wants is what you really truly want ;o) xxx
Definitely ❤️ thanks for stopping by, Xenia 🙂
This is truly an intoxicating poem and I Luv this twist of humanity in your desire to offer something to moon. We humans are great takers. Is nice to see us gravitating towards giving
Much love…
P. S. happy to linked to Monday WRites this week
Awwww!❤️ Thank you so much, Gillena 😀 so glad you enjoyed it!❤️
Indeed who doesn’t have conversations with the moon!
Definitely 😀 thanks for stopping by, Rajani ❤️
How many years has the moon looked down on us and inspired both poets and lovers alike, lets hope she doesn’t lose her influence over us and “grown weary of heart” as I love having her inspire us so.
Definitely 😀 thanks for stopping by, Robin ❤️
‘I listen to the gentle stirring of the moon,
as though hope spreading its amber wing’
What an achingly beautiful poem!
Thank you so much, Tarang 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
“Perhaps the moon has grown weary of heart.” Beautiful writing, Sanaa.
Thank you so much, Sherry 😀 so good to see you ❤️
You and the Moon, girl! You’ve definitely got a dialogue going on. I love that closing line.
Thank you so much, Shay 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
I love the touches of colour and the moon shaped in the tears and the pearls.
Thank you so much, Kerry 😀 so good to see you ❤️
So glad to come back for a second read… especially the last line.
Thank you so much, Bjorn 😀 so good to see you ❤️
You know I loves me some moon. 🙂
LOVE this:
“I watch as tears flowed as strand of pearls.”
Thank you so much, De 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Ahh… A lover singing to the moon. Enchanting.
Thank you so much, Martin 🙂 so good to see you ❤️
You are most definitely a moonstruck poet, Sanaa!
I like your questions:
‘…what does it feel gliding alone tonight
does it breathe the same despair as we do’
and the thought that the moon has perhaps ‘grown weary of heart’.
Aww!❤️ Thank you so much, Kim 😀 so glad you enjoyed it!❤️
Oh, the secrets she keeps, our moon…
Definitely 😀 thanks for stopping by, Magaly ❤️
Sangria coupled with rainier cherries sounds pretty great! k.
Thank you so much, Karin 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️
Sometimes I think the Moon inspires our despair, or at least joins in without hesitation.
Definitely 🙂 thanks for stopping by, Marian ❤️
” sangria coupled with rainier cherries.” Lovely …. enjoyed the descriptions throughout.. I wonder … you start of with present tense “I listen”. What if you keep it that way throughout – do you think it reads better … end with ” “the moon HAS yet to … etc” What do you think? It is a beautiful poem.
Nope. It was deliberate. Thanks for stopping by, Margaret ❤️