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poem written 11/06/07

Updated on February 10, 2008

Moonstruck Bay

     Moonlight smeared across the bay
is a conspirator of romance 
in evenings tranquil background.
The ripples and light converge to
a foreshore across the way 
giving credence to  the tide of time
 in its momentary splendor.
     A midnight picnic for two
is the fare for tonight.
A croak of a frog 
cues a conversation
which is held silent for awhile.  
The trance of the lunar pied piper
 playing light like a flute is broken
to make way for romance, 
and predawn delight.
     Wine causes mild inebriation
as the moon dances in the waves.
A sonata of Beethoven plays
in the desires of warmth 
shared in embrace.
     Clouds cover the moon's gleeful stare
as if to pull closed the shades.
Held tightly in the darkness,
our pair give into their amorous ambitions.
      Moon begets sun and sun begets light.


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      Ben Evans 9 years ago


      Thank you very much.  Your words make me melt.  I love you very much.Love,Ben

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      Ben Evans 9 years ago


      I really appreciate your kind comments.  I wish I could paint on a canvas as this is a picture I would paint.Cheers,


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      Ysabella1854 9 years ago

      I really love the way you make these poems. I love you my darling.

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      IĆ°unn 9 years ago

      I think you have a lovely use of imagery and the shaping is interesting.