GHOST OF LOVE

By moonphish
Tue, 06 Oct 2015
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the morn is an amazing time
unveiling is the sun
to spread good cheer to earthlings, dear
embracing everyone
.
it's time for new beginnings
and a twisting of the rhyme
for when the toast of love pops up
it must be breakfast time
.
the night is a surprising time
uprising is the moon
providing beams to coat our dreams
with lovely lunar tunes
.
it's time for acts of mischief
time for ecstasy, sublime
for when the roast of love flames up
it must be supper time
.
the twilight's a confusing time
the sun and moon collide
they clash and fight, declare their rights
enough to turn the tide
.
it's time for the finale
after such a gallant climb
for when the ghost of love flies up
it must be way past time
.
from toast
to roast
to holy ghost
now left without a dime
so when does most of love show up ?
it shows up any time
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You always manage to give
Permalink Submitted by skinner_jennifer on
You always manage to give such great rhythm and rhyme in your poems Alvin, you've pulled it off once again with this one.
I loved that third stanza;
the night is a surprising time
uprising is the moon
providing beams to coat our dreams
with lovely lunar tunes
What a perfect picture you paint here with words. I just love the nights when the moon is full and shining bright, to think those beams could coat my dreams with lovely lunar tunes is so beautiful.
Many thanks for sharing.
Jenny.
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