Kikuyu_Black_Paws Posted December 8, 2007 Report Posted December 8, 2007 (edited) Your starkly lighted beauty Has nothing in compare As you sail above the heavens In a darkly shadowed lair. Men pause in frequent wonder At your beauteously scarr'ed face But they cannot touch your splendor Though they 'oft forget their place. Ere now you shade your visage And sink into the grave Content to sleep alone until The dawn light fades away. The cooling of your presence The soothing of your glow Causes tides to ponder But ne'er do they slow. Finally you disappear With the waning of the skies And all eyes watch in 'mazement As the shining mother dies. Edited December 8, 2007 by Kikuyu Black Paws
Da_Yog Posted December 8, 2007 Report Posted December 8, 2007 I enjoyed this. The rhyme wasn't overpowering but was there enough to be enjoyed. The imagery was quite nice: dark, sad, radiant, alone, and perhaps somewhat aloof. It was an interesting and new look at the moon.
Silver WInd Posted December 8, 2007 Report Posted December 8, 2007 I really liked this, I loved the lanague used, and I thought it all flowed very nicely, some great imagery as well. Just one little thing I noticed At your beauteously scarr'ed face This line seemed a bit awakard to me, and broke the flow from the rest of the poem, it did not roll off the tounge as nicely as some of the other phrases and words used.
Wyvern Posted December 8, 2007 Report Posted December 8, 2007 Very nice poem, Kikuyu. :-) I really like how you characterize the fading moon with a number of beautiful traits, and how you even treat the craters as marks of beauty in the eyes of men. I also found your choice to have "Men" be the ones who are taken in by the moon's beauty in the second stanza very interesting, as that and the reference to the moon as a "mother" in the final stanza gave the moon a feminine quality that I found original. The only thing I wasn't entirely sold on was the use of old slang words like "ne'er," "scarr'ed" or "oft," which gave the poem a sort of medieval feel but felt a little less genuine than the rest of the vocabulary in the piece. Nicely done once again, Kikuyu. :-) Thanks for sharing this. Wyvern twiddles his claws and decides that this could give an interesting new dimension to the term "moonbathing." He hesitates and decides not to request any Silver Wind camera work given the availability of telescopes around the Pen's quarters... ;-)
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