Luna Luna Lovely
your shell a hallow light
stains the darkness,
liquid shimmer,
banished
to the night.
Sister
I give you my pity
for sorrows that you shed,
still you are my mirror
giving sight,
a light
while I'm in bead.
My kiss
a fragrant beauty
shown upon the earth,
and you
a shallow puddle
dissolving at your birth.
Luna Luna lovely,
as lovely as can be.
Still,
your grace and kindness
can not compare
to me.
A reflection of my beauty,
one in which you borrow.
A reflection of my happiness
carved into your sorrow.
Luna day is over,
now it is your time.
But Luna Luna lovely,
my dear sister,
know you shall never
truly shine.
your shell a hallow light
stains the darkness,
liquid shimmer,
banished
to the night.
Sister
I give you my pity
for sorrows that you shed,
still you are my mirror
giving sight,
a light
while I'm in bead.
My kiss
a fragrant beauty
shown upon the earth,
and you
a shallow puddle
dissolving at your birth.
Luna Luna lovely,
as lovely as can be.
Still,
your grace and kindness
can not compare
to me.
A reflection of my beauty,
one in which you borrow.
A reflection of my happiness
carved into your sorrow.
Luna day is over,
now it is your time.
But Luna Luna lovely,
my dear sister,
know you shall never
truly shine.
I adore this. You have a couple of misspellings ( bed and hollow or hallowed, whichever word you meant to use), but I really liked the actual poem. The stanza beginning" A reflection of my beauty..." was my favorite. Great Job!
ReplyDeleteLove it...is this maybe a song in the works?
ReplyDeleteThis would be a beautiful song. It's about twins right? I love the spiteful tone of the speaker, looking down on her sister. It shows through clearly, and the poem was expressed very well.
ReplyDeletei saw the spite and contempt and thought you did a great job subtly saying it. my favorite part though is that you made a sun/moon poem so orignal. this subject has been used agian and agian but yours seems unique and not recyled.
ReplyDeleteReminds me of Luna Lovegood from Harry Potter, i really loved this piece. For some reason, it makes me picture a little girl with streaking blonde hair with bright blue eyes. I could really get "involved" with this piece, great job!
ReplyDeleteI really liked it from the first time you showed it to be. When i read this for some reason i think of "tough love" wich is what is going on in the poem right. The sun is telling the moon how beutiful it is but its not good enough to be in the sky? Anyway i love it. Great Job!!!!
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