New Moon Rising

New Moon Rising short poem

Photo by SkyFireXII

On the Eastern horizon, a deep gray cloud appears,
in the shape of a graceful swan.
A slivered harvest gold new moon is playing peek-a-boo High,
prevailing air currents keep “Swan Cloud” slowly moving
across the star studded sky-line.
“New Moon” is testing “Swan Cloud” with a game of tag.
Suddenly! a falling star creates a streak of radiant light
across the brow of “Swan Cloud.”
The harvest gold sliver of new-moon is a spectator.
The solemn witness of “Swan Cloud’s” crown of light.
The golden new moon is a friend of “Swan Cloud”.
Guided across heaven by the spirit of Nature.
This radiant new moon, clearly expressing itself
against the back drop of a star studded sky-line.
Slowly creating a message: “Swan Cloud” Thank you for creating
a silhouette as I merge in and out of your highly profound shadow.

Rate the poem
1 Star2 Stars3 Stars4 Stars5 Stars (1 votes, average: 3.00 out of 5)
We are posting your rating...

Have something to say about the poem?

Poems you will love

Give your feedback / review for the poem

Be the First to Comment & Review poem!

Notify of

My Unfaded Moon

My Unfaded Moon sonnet poems

In those corners of your eyes my darkness prevades I wish all the doors gets locked from inside Why does our western gleam fades in twilight shades And still you’re searching for me in pale moonlight The night never brings

New Pandora Box!

New Pandora Box! long poem

Today’s pandora box is possessed, spirits within are legion, living bogeys are numerous, ever so often drunk, every day pandora hypnotizes followers, 24/7 pandora mesmerizes- adherents- making billions addicted to vacuum tube. Ancient gods- mild or ferocious- pandora has rebranded,

Moon Beams

Moon Beams short poem

Catching moon beams, walking on crystal air, gliding over the ocean, full of love,without a care. Sliding on a rainbow, jumping on to a star, fire racing across the water, as i drag moon beams on the way. Moon beams

A New Dawn

A New Dawn prose poem

A New Dawn Justice Eluded her But she was On Run Till last gasp But soon surrounded The foul air Lies and deceit Confusion thicken With Past ,pre past links of delinked Whither the path? Now energy lost Treading forward

Another New Year

Another New Year prose poem

Count your blessings you’re still here it’s 2018 another wonderous year. 2017 has passed us by ain’t it truly funny how time can really fly. Was 2017 a scream or just routine? Did it make you hoot and holler, kept