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Moon Love

O, melting moon,
She drips puddles
Of Light about my
Feet ...

Achingly, she lets out
A tiny groan, allowing
To slip a sole and final
Beam

That will caress my febrile
Brow, to reassure that ever-
More I will be La Luna's only
Love.

10-21-2010 05:25 PM
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Henry Ward Beecher-1872 Preacher of Plymouth Church, Brooklyn, in his home later bought by C.H. Russell.
He is looking at the Brooklyn Bridge,,,, is it the way into, or, out of Brooklyn for you?
10-21-2010 06:24 PM
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e-magine Wrote:
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Thanks, e-magine, for the thumbs-up! It's good to be back.

Best wishes to you and yours.

CoCo

10-23-2010 09:21 PM
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RE: Moon Love

It has begun ...

I thought, truly, that the nightmare had
once and for always evaporated,
wafting helplessly into the emerging
sunlight of a new day.

No, not on this day.

Perhaps not even tomorrow, as the
hopelessness and despair of
night for day settles into the darkening
landscape of my barren soul.

Black is my vision of a moon dreamt
silver and lush with overtures of
rich romance, that orb used to finding
my love and me in fond embrace.

No more, no more, for Love is dead and
so, too, my plea for redemption
before the face of a merciful goddess
of light turned bad, turned black ...

Turned away from love....

11-08-2010 07:29 AM
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She bids me rise, both in body and in spirit,
This because I have been overcome by new
And nebulous fears and have not the means
Within my small and mortal frame to ascend

Of my own accord the heights She wishes me to
Conquer by dint of force of will and dependence
Upon a strength newly offered by a god unknown
To my fathers and all the generations before them.

"Do take my open hand, scale the sky upon the ladder I
Provide you; consider not the fate of Icarus, who spilled
Into the sea ... my heat is ice and scarce could you burn
Your wings upon me as we sail into the bosom of eternity."

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