Sunday, January 18, 2009

THE FULL MOON

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A maiden steals through silent moonlight
to where, under an elm's shadows
her waiting lover's eyes are bright
while nature's music is heard from surrounding meadows.

From a pond comes the croaking of frogs
and nearby, crickets sing with might.
While a little rabbit, now unafraid of dogs
also adds his patter-patter rhythm to the night.

A night for love, when in the skies above
the full moon winks and smiles

when all is bliss on a night like this
the full moon winks and smiles.

...................................................(Moon picture is by artist Inga Nielsen.)

24 comments:

  1. love this poem Margie.especially love these lines"A night for love, when in the skies above
    the full moon winks and smiles
    when all is bliss on a night like this
    the full moon winks and smiles"
    because I love the moon and I think the moon winks at me everytime I look at it.have a good weekend .

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  2. margie,
    Another beautiful poem. It is very romantic!

    Take care of yourself,
    Anne

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  3. beautiful!

    I hv known nights like that...I hv known Love like that...

    *HUGZ* hope ur feeling better today?


    TC my accident-prone partner lol!

    Keshi.

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  4. That is why I love the whisper of the night more than anything else because you penned it so beautifully ;)

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  5. I had this picture as my desktop background few years back! now i would like to copy this lovely poem and put into the picture and use it as my desktop background again! ;)

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  6. What a beautiful romantic poem Margie. Such wonderful images under the moon...I love this!
    Gorgeous picture you chose too :)

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  7. first timer through keshi's ...:)..
    the poem is sooo sweet and awesome :)..

    **her waiting lover's eyes are bright

    its always searching for the lover :)...

    **A night for love, when in the skies above
    the full moon winks and smiles

    awesome lines :)..

    urs..hemu..

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  8. That's nice and I love the picture!

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  9. Hello Starry
    I love the moon too and I think the same as you....that it is winking at me when I look at it.
    So glad you enjoyed my poem.
    Thank you so much!

    Margie

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  10. Thanks very much, Anne.
    And I'm doing my very best to take care of myself...was not a good weekend for me but it could have been worse.
    I'm so accident prone!

    Margie

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  11. Hi Keshi
    I'm doing better...thank you!
    Thanks for the kind words about my poem.

    HUGZ to u, my accident-prone partner...LOL!

    Margie

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  12. A maiden steals through silent moonlight ~ under an elm's shadows.

    Beautiful words Margie, really enjoyed the poem.. :)

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  13. Hi Shionge
    The whisper of the night is so beautiful.
    Thank you so much!

    Margie

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  14. Hello Eel Wind
    I'm glad you liked my poem.
    If you would like to have it in your desktop background, that would be okay with me.
    Enjoy!
    Thank you for your visit.

    Margie

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  15. Hi Janice
    Your kind words are much appreciated.
    Thanks so much!
    I enjoyed writing this one.
    And isn't that the most amazing picture!

    Margie

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  16. I love the moon too, kai....just like you!
    Thanks for visiting again...missed you, dear!

    Margie

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  17. Hi Hemu
    Nice to have you drop by from Keshi's & visit me.
    Thanks a lot for the kind words.

    Margie

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  18. Thank you, Art.
    I love the picture, too.
    It's actually a drawing from an amazing artist...I gave credit at the end of my poem.

    Margie

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  19. Hello Eric
    Oh, those are my favorite lines in this poem....
    So glad you enjoyed my poem.
    Thanks so much.

    Margie

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  20. haha tnxx luv!

    oopzy! I just hit my elbow on the Keyboard!


    Keshi.

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  21. Haha! watch those eblows!
    hugs, Ms.accident-prone!

    Margie

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bearing its own gifts ...
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-Ruth Ann Schabacker