Go slow sweet moon  

".... as long as the moon owns the sky there'll be no tomorrow"  <<< love this, can so relate .  .. Beautiful

MIssMac always a pleasure to read you, m'dear not great you can relate but life can appear better when multiple people feel the same ..probably not the Jews in 1930's europe b thanks for the drop-by and words, lady

very sweet write --- but who wrote what?

Danny Bhoy cheers man, way i left it was confusing enough. have it sorted now, thanks muchley for your presence and input

uh, yeah....yr welcome, daddyo

it just happens..seems i always feel something simple and uptaking finely.but wait.. yet something magical in there ..in ur words lep. and..that's each time i read you.
this piece .. the bad days, worse, "feel like a fool  in a fool's paradice" [ "c" in paradice spells der with more reasons i feel than a typo?]..s1 to s4 builds in sequence to an s5 in its consoling and ur unique tone that you always manage to shape up your scribe with an impact
have nothing more to say ..but one. it has broken my hard-jammed wordless spell. inspiring ur art. as ev.
shine on more. tq :)

Lady,  when you type, you lay elegance onto the page -any page you grace I'd  like to take credit for the c in paradice. nearly did, truth is it's a typo. I see where you are going with it though and appreciate the confidence  you bestow upon also,  like everyone I guess;  it instils a little confidence in myself so, many thanks for the many instils, you beautiful creature *hat tip*

My Friend....first of all, may i simply say that, for me, your final stanza slips gently into my thoughts, and reassures me that, for a few hours--at least--i can escape into the serenity of the night--no matter the reason(s)...... And your final lines--(SIGH)--are wonderfully enchanting!

Second of all...your entire poem leaves me thinking that the misery in life will always exist, and it won't disappear just because we attempt to ignore it---in others, and, maybe, more importantly, in ourselves. Day, after day we are "burdened" with this emotional state...expected to "deal" with it. Then...night grants us that brief time to avoid the confrontation  No wonder we want those precious hours to pass slowly............

I enjoyed your uniquely creative spin-off of Kexby's title!

My very best to you in the comp!  

Buenos ahh, you should have seen my other unique take on one of Kexby's titles. it was a bad attempt, duly terminated heh heh spent some time sifting through Kexby's vast catalogue and shall plug it shameless here: totally recommended. your comment for me thinking " misery will always exist"  I figure it will too, for whatever reason. but also spare a thought for those who  sit between nights. as always, your brighten-ing soul spares some light to another go raibh maith agut,  mo chairde

damn it Craic this poem means a lot to me today
been through a harrowing experience
a reminder of sorts of where I've been
too true so many out there got it way worse
fantastic write, full of insight..

love Brenda

Hullo and good greetings hopefully you've gone some way into recovering from your harrowing experiance. should be on easy street,  ..when you get there, never leave !! 😎 that said, your time and presence are  much appreciated whichever street you hail from *hat tip*

very beautiful!
Love the last verse

Hullo very kind of you to drop in and say, Lady. and thanks heaps and bunches for both

Was thrown by paradice and enchanted by this the moon and it all
Fine fine write

Hullo ..thrown by paradice 😣 heh heh happy to have enchanted, good fellow. and much cheers for your visit and thoughts

I love to see Your Writes-"Fine wine" My Friend!!!

Bad times...too much of that in the world...
No matter how bad things seem, just look across the street-Very very true Good Sir!!!

Hullo I've always had an affinity for fine wine and red women ..wait good to see you knocking about, SoulT and thanks for dropping by while you're knocking

ah, the desperate cry of the relatable poet. and i mean that in the most sincere way. the bad days make for better poetry. or some would say that at least.

i found the word choice in this piece to be quite good, and while not enjoyable (because bad days suck) very, very relatable. But, and i may have said this to you before at some time, i could use some punctuation! i know. i know. to each his own when it comes to grammar and punctuation. (says the broad typing with no capital letters because she couldn't be bothered to press the shift key.) punctuation just makes it easier to read and know what thoughts go together and when one thought ends and another begins.

now. let me put on my stern, mother hat. just because someone's problems are worse than yours does not negate the way your problem makes you feel.

Hullo and greetings I've performed an edit whereas two capital letters were inserted. ..it was hard ..really.really.hard. but I managed it. it gave me something. I felt it 😆 a huge irony has become attached to this poem, I see it as prophetic. I fkn scare myself sometimes. word choice wise I tend to write as close to the way I would speak whenever possible. I've often wondered why whoever named o.c.d put the word disorder in there. sounds like a cruel joke between doctors or something Anyhow, many heaps and bunches for dropping in and leaving your thoughts. a joy to read , Lady *hat tip*

Hello I think moon-love is universal, probably in our dna. .probably why a lot of people dont like getting up in the morning anyhow, thanks muchley for dropping in and leaving your footprint, Dani

Hello and thank you for your re-acquaintance, Lady thankfully those days are few enough in number to make any real dent in my reserves of optimism heh heh delighted you dropped by and left your thoughts, and thanks for both

indeed it is, Lady

hullo, and thanks for dropping by and leaving your thought print. much appreciated

*hat tip*

I'm a night person through and through.  I mostly certain enjoyed reading the last stanza.  I love how quiet the night is and dislike that it has to end.

Aloha

funny enough I figured you must have an affinity to the night. not sure why  

thank you kindly for you visit and  thoughts