Friday, 9 May 2008

Moon...Tides by Melanie Bishop

pale cold light
spun quicksilver
on gossamer leaves.

moon tides ebb then flow
as men's hearts...
ride the luminous waves

Melanie Bishop


Fireblossom said...

Hmm, and women's even moreso.

Thanks for this little bit of pretty lunacy. I always enjoy your poems.

Cynthia said...

Very lovely.

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Shauna said...

This poem reads like my it was
written under moonlight on a silk blouse.