Fascinating full moon..
your voice in my pocket -
feeling secure,
learn who I’m not… .
fascinating full moon…
as reflective radar -
haunting signals
reminds who we are… .
fascinating nature…
as smile on gem's facet -
spotlight on invisible
destiny pace… .
Theme Thursday
IGWRT
Fascination is sure found in a full moon, whether or not it's the sky kind, well... lol
ReplyDeletelol...tell me more...
Deletei think learning who we are not is often as important as learning who we are...smiles.
ReplyDeleteright, Brian, but did we always know about it? thanks
DeleteYes, a beautiful poem, I like it!
ReplyDeleteThank you much!
Deletethe full moon surely does fascinate.
ReplyDeletethis fascination - not always for good...
Deletethank you
Helping us see our selves ...
ReplyDelete...in some way we all influenced by moon...
Deletethanks
The moon is fascinating and at this time of years appears so low, you feel you could almost touch it.
ReplyDeleteAnna :o]
what if we could...magic...
Deletethanks for visiting!
Ah, the moon's deep mysteries.
ReplyDeleteno surprise, if we see something mysterious - moon light..
DeleteThank you for commenting!
your voice in my pocket
ReplyDeleteThat is a fascinating idea...
could be worse....smiles...thank you!
Deletelovely dedication
ReplyDeleteit is interesting, if I could get the answer...
Deletethank you.
the full moon's voice in your pocket...oh i love that image..
ReplyDeletethis is one of interpretations, but - not only one...Thanks...
DeleteSpotlight indeed!! Brilliant...I love the idea of the moon's voice in one's pocket...so neat! :)
ReplyDeleteFunny, how we discover something new in already written...I fascinated by this magic always! Thanks for stopping by.
DeleteI like the reflections, reminding us of who we are and who we are not ~ Happy Friday to you ~
ReplyDeletewow, did you see different faces of moon? Is it not amazing? ~ Thanks for visiting! Great Friday!
DeleteIt is easier to focus on personal feelings beneath a sky lit with stars and moon. Quite a vulnerae feeling really. Quite taken with the idea of reaching out and capturing some of it to put in ones pocket ...
ReplyDeleteand you, Margaret! Now I'm wondering too...oh, it's new moon now... :) Thanks for commenting!
DeleteIn the reeds, a blanket, the stars above... what makes it beyond our control that we dance in phase to nature's harvest? Feel the chill of morning dew and notice the din and harrowing of hopping things that in abandoned regretful light also inevitably have to go in afterglow that affirms there is lunacy watching and talking to the moon in such hidden moments of Love?
ReplyDeleteNo matter how many small steps or giant leaps for mankind... First you'll miss me, then you'll kiss me, then have no love at all...
For never can true lovers be without that Great White Ball...
Bravo, Edgar! Thanks for visiting...with prompt! :)
DeleteOh, I love the reflective radar...brilliant!
ReplyDeleteYour poem dazzles :D
Wow, glad you like it, Ella! Grateful for stopping by! :)
DeleteVoice in my pocket ...I like that!!
ReplyDeletelearning who I'm not and finding who we are under the moon..
ReplyDeleteThank you for visiting, Truedessa :)
Delete"your voice in my pocket" I love that. Beautiful piece!
ReplyDeleteGlad you hear it...:)x
Delete"invisible destiny pace"? What on earth does that mean?
ReplyDelete...different for everyone...thanks for stopping by, Shay :)
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