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Moon Dance

Feel winter on your skin
The morning’s late sun, breaking the edge of dawn
Taste the cold as you dance on ice
The shattered moon lies by your elegant feet
Smell the scent of evergreen trees lining the scene
The stars align at your fingertips
Hear the prayers of the forgiven
They fill your dreams at night
See me at your feet
The world doesn’t need you yet, please don’t leave me now...



— washing tears, Dec 18, 2008

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Region, Country: sandusky, ohio, USA

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Race_9togo

Race_9togo

17 years 5 months ago

This is powerful

I know I'm kinda late with this, but... This is an excellent piece of poetry, invoking a depth of feeling in me that's startling. The sense of private intimacy about to end is extremely powerful to me. So is the vulnerability. Really really good write Respectfully, Jim "Laws and rules don't kill freedom: narrow-minded intolerance does" : Race
Barbara Writes

Barbara Writes

17 years 5 months ago

A second read

I feel death at the end this time. I did not notice it with the first read. Winter is the death of all life starting with spring, summer and then fall which prepares nature for winter by stripping away all of spring and summer’s beauty kind of like we human. In our youth, we are young, vibrant and beautiful. Then we shed our beauty of spring and summer in the middle ages of our fall. It's like our spring of youth and summer of adulthood is stripped away during our fall of middle age and finally in our winter of death we slowly die as we age like the foliage of the earth does underneath the chilly winters. You have a wonderful write here. This is what I took from it. Probably off my rocker reading into poems things that is not there. My (16 year old)son says I read between invisible lines a saying I never heard before he said it. Respectfully Yours, Barbara
Barbara Writes

Barbara Writes

17 years 5 months ago

A third read

Not sure now. I think the cross in your picture influenced me lol. It is a lovely read and I enjoy it much. Respectfully Yours, Barbara
washing tears

washing tears

17 years 4 months ago

well first of off i would

well first of off i would like to thank you for taking time to read my peice and comment on it, i appreciate your words and thoughts. this poem has many things in it that are always up to the reader to interpret. so your ideas of my work are correct as well as my own or anyone elses. the cross youy mentioned in my picture i truly never even noticed! does make me think more now tho thanks again washington fear