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Naked Moon
sing me your song, Moon.
your sad song, reserved for defeated
soldiers like me, defender of every
sorrow, every lost cause.
there will be no Chanson d’Amour on these
starless nights. I’m done hearing of love, in
French or any language. cry your tears like
wine, make me drunk and forgetful.
goddess and singular liege of the skies, are
you too imperial, too pure to be loved? do I
come to you to learn how to prevail with that
same emptiness? am I that pitiful?
shine there, vain and omnipotent,
as if you know all my secrets…
how can you be so proud? you have not
even a robe to cover your nakedness.
Published 26th Aug 2013
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Anonymous
27th Aug 2013 5:35am
Every poem you write sinks deep. i don't know who your muse is, but if she inspires you to these, never lose sight of her.
27th Aug 2013 5:13pm
Great piece! Keep your head held high my friend with poems like this you are destined to be on top of the world.
27th Aug 2013 10:20pm
28th Aug 2013 2:50pm
very powerful cry of lamentation...never succumb to hopelessness for the moon will shine brightly on days that you're lonely!
30th Aug 2013 11:09am
howdy John...I dig the piece a lot ( and your work, just started reading through it)... I am such a sucker for romance involving inspiration, if its honest and unforced...feels like that here to me, digging it
I will quick say since no one asked and its stupid and little, I am not a fan of the poem and pic thing in general. Usually for me It holds my hand too much, dumbs it down a bit...like I said completely personal taste
I will quick say since no one asked and its stupid and little, I am not a fan of the poem and pic thing in general. Usually for me It holds my hand too much, dumbs it down a bit...like I said completely personal taste
31st Aug 2013 3:31pm
Uh ... so sweet and sad and beautifully crafted.
Favorite lines:
how can you be so proud? you have not
even a robe to cover your nakedness.
Love it!
Chi
Favorite lines:
how can you be so proud? you have not
even a robe to cover your nakedness.
Love it!
Chi
