When Moon Will Be The Moon

When Moon Will Be The Moon short poem

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Mid May Moon, rise not now
With such dim face in burnt haven.
Troubling summer with fiery fumes
Has filed the sky sphere to utter haziness
Making your turf more tired and clay
Sucking all azures from Venus scoop.
The mirror of heaven looking so crystal
In late autumn and winter now appears quite broken.
Starry legions are although bright and suave
May not be accompanying candles
For your self glimpse, because mirror is torn.
Thy dewless airy bed will be more harsh and uncomfortable.
Blazing sun with iron face
Has dried all the ponds and river beds,
Rivulets and streams are now extreme slim
With scanty water makes no glasses filled for alternate viewing.
Then what will ye do in such awkward place
Earth is not earth for your heavenly game,
Senses grow drowsy and numb
Perspiring faces of beloved are more grave and dull,
Ink of fancy turns white like bonny hues
Skeleton of warm nights in last winter
Are dancing around through our drawing rooms.
Everything looks visionless and pale
Verses new born are lifeless and lazy.
So bid thy slow pace with twinkling nimble
And make a swift disappearance from charmless haven,
Ere setting of another autumn,
Rechristen the night’s damaged vase,
Piling enough moony faces
Your homecoming amid their scenting bosoms.

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Beautiful imagination…welcoming the moon during autumn:) Felt good reading this poem:)


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