MOON SHADOW

My favorite poem. I had to share it again.

 
 
MOON SHADOW
I live in the shadow of the moon.
I have grown and sprouted much too soon.
I will try with all my might
To live in the bright sunlight.
I close my eyes but yet I’m still here.
Sitting on a branch next to a pear.
My petals are white as snow
Because of this fact I know.
I will never be awake at day
No matter how hard I wish and pray.
For I live in the shadow of the moon 
And I’m slated to sing the nightly tune.

MOONSHADOW

MOONSHADOW

I live in the shadow of the moon.
I have grown and sprouted much too soon.
I will try with all my might
To live in the bright sunlight.

I close my eyes but yet I’m still here.
Sitting on a branch next to a pear.
My petals are white as snow
Because of this fact I know.

I will never be awake at day
No matter how hard I wish and pray.
For I live in the shadow of the moon 
And I’m slated to sing the nightly tune.

MOON SHADOW

 

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“ MOON SHADOW
I live in the shadow of the moon.
I have grown and sprouted much too soon.
I will try with all my might
To live in the bright sunlight.
I close my eyes but yet I’m still here.
Sitting on a branch next to a pear.
My...

 

thedeadgameblog:

MOON SHADOW

I live in the shadow of the moon.
I have grown and sprouted much too soon.  
I will try with all my might  
To live in the bright sunlight. 
I close my eyes but yet I’m still here.  
Sitting on a branch next to a pear.  
My petals are white as snow  
Because of this fact I know. 
I will never be awake at day  
No matter how hard I wish and pray.  
For I live in the shadow of the moon   
And I’m slated to sing the nightly tune.

 

 

DARK SHADOWS LEAVE NO FOOTPRINTS

An oasis where dreams come true.
Palm trees wave in the warm breeze.
Birds sing a happy tune of their own.
Until the night exhales its cold breath.
In torrents of wind across the sand.
Where dark shadows leave no footprints.
And tourists remain innocent no more.
THE DEAD GAME

MOON SHADOW







I live in the shadow of the moon.
I have grown and sprouted much too soon.
I will try with all my might
To live in the bright sunlight.
I close my eyes but yet I’m still here.
Sitting on a branch next to a pear.
My petals are white as snow
Because of this fact I know.
I will never be awake at day
No matter how hard I wish and pray.
For I live in the shadow of the moon
And I’m slated to sing the nightly tune.

SING ME A SONG

 
 
SING ME A SONG
 
Sing me a song.
Write me a melody.
Of times gone by
And moments lost in time.
 
Stroke the keys.
Massage the ivories.
Raise your voice high
Until all can hear your words.
 
Words of hope and loss.
Sing them loud and clear.
Stories of far away places
And times long gone.
 
I close my eyes.
I can still hear your words.
I can see your fingers
Stroking the keys so softly.
 
The words have taken flight.
They reverberate through time.
They have left your lips
To land in my heart.
 
A sweet melody
To soothe my advancing years.
A pretty song
To fill my empty heart.

MOONSHADOW

MOONSHADOW

I live in the shadow of the moon.
I have grown and sprouted much too soon.
I will try with all my might
To live in the bright sunlight.

I close my eyes but yet I’m still here.
Sitting on a branch next to a pear.
My petals are white as snow
Because of this fact I know.

I will never be awake at day
No matter how hard I wish and pray.
For I live in the shadow of the moon 
And I’m slated to sing the nightly tune.