Poem - Moonlight Imagery

Moonlight Imagery

The moonlight beckons
As if a grand staircase
Inviting you upward
To some imaginary place

A crystal halo has formed
Bathing us in holy imagery
Reminding us of our potential
As we sin to escape our drudgery

Who sends the moon's glow?
Is it the
Sun God of human construct?
Helios and his chariot dance across the sky
It seems a myth guides our conduct

Do our enemies see what we see?
Do they hear what we hear?
We pass unknowing as the world turns
Remaining apart even though we are near

We each share the moon
And the blinding sun
Fighting for scraps on earth
Our garden forever undone

The halo has become your iris
While remaining unbroken
From heaven to you
A promise to see but never spoken

Tomorrow it may be gone
But will it’s meaning remain?
Close your eyes and see your soul
Are you
Abel or are you Cain?

 

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acaetnna 6 years ago from Guildford

Moonlight Imagery is exactly right for the title of this poem. I so enjoyed reading your words.


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The Suburban Poet 6 years ago from Austin, Texas Author

Thank you acaetnna.... the halo was around the moon one ight and like most of us here on Hubpages that was all the inspiration I needed. It was a beautiful sight.


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littlesecret13 6 years ago from inside your mind

beautiful poem, I really enojoyed reading it again and again


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The Suburban Poet 6 years ago from Austin, Texas Author

Thank you again little... I'm glad it held up under close scrutiny....


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Neverletitgo 6 years ago from Minneapolis, MN

I like the way you narrate your poems. This is fantastic rhyme.


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Nellieanna 6 years ago from TEXAS

Arresting! I'm curious about your reference to Helios and the chariot . . . because I saw it in the Austin sky when I was there doing post-grad work in the spring of 1954, shortly after a terrible tragedy had befallen me and my family. Your lines gave me goose-bumbs.


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The Suburban Poet 6 years ago from Austin, Texas Author

Nellieanna,

I'm very sorry about your tragedy. And I hope I didn't summon a sad memory for you.... should I explain my reference or should we just keep it a bit of a mystery? Certainly it is related to man's wonder about truth... the imagery from the moon made me think again about my place in it all and what I can truly believe....


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denden mangubat 6 years ago from liloan, cebu, philippines

i like the title


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The Suburban Poet 6 years ago from Austin, Texas Author

Thank you denden... imagery... imagination... the moon is a rich source for us all....


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maven101 6 years ago from Northern Arizona

Benton has described the white, full moon hanging over New York City as a beautiful whore that solicits the city and eggs the lovers on....Your moon is passive, and carries a quite different message...a message that asks us to look within while struggling against the machine...Helios lived by day, gathering all the secrets of gods and men...his race across the sky at night was blind to him, even the moon was unnoticed...

Another thoughtful an expressive poem....Thank you, Larry


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The Suburban Poet 6 years ago from Austin, Texas Author

Thank you Maven... it was a passive night. The moon seemed to be saying: "Why do you think I'm here? You are not the only one who looks upon me. What will you do now that I have your attention?"


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Nellieanna 6 years ago from TEXAS

SP - I'd be honored if you wished to share it with me. Don't give it another thought about awakening dormant memories for me. Even though 57 years ago, the memories are ever "on tap" though mostly not sad - except for some unresolved matters at the time. I have resolved them since then from my standpoint, though.

Yes - these experiences and imageries are valuable sources of our quest for truth and reality. I treasure mine, even some which may have been painful in their passing.

Thank you for your thoughtful reply.


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The Suburban Poet 6 years ago from Austin, Texas Author

nellianna,

It's not so deep what I say... I was just another person idly looking at the moon and it summoned the questions about what is truth... Helios is a myth... but is Jesus a myth? Is God? I have no idea? I do not walk around with any assurance of knowledge or my destiny so I can only look within and ask what is the example that I want to live up to.... It's all I can do...

I'm happy to hear that you are able to live with the past and be healthy and happy in the present.


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Nellieanna 6 years ago from TEXAS

Thank you!


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rminela 6 years ago from Newberry, Fl.

The moon pulls on the imaginations of us all. A very smooth and relaxing poem. Thank you for sharing it.


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The Suburban Poet 6 years ago from Austin, Texas Author

Thank you rminela... it was written on a beautiful night in a quiet neighborhood... it was relaxing to see and felt right when I started in on it...

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