Noreen Carden

Veteran Poet - 1,686 Points (16/12/50 / Mayo)

Harvest Moon - Poem by Noreen Carden

Harvest moon hanging high
Watching us Gods ancient eye
Poets write you distant cold
While i observe your core
Behold i see a heart of gold

You sail the sky as lovers walk
Sharing in their sweet love talk
Why do we name you cold and pale
You colour every lovers tale

While young men are growing old
They are jealous of you orb of gold
You light the path young lovers stray
as their bones molder in the clay


Poet's Notes about The Poem

I wrote this one night when the moon seemed yellow in colour rather than silver

Comments about Harvest Moon by Noreen Carden

  • Veteran Poet - 1,781 Points Brian Stafford (3/3/2015 5:12:00 PM)

    very interesting poem, well written! (Report) Reply

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  • Freshman - 751 Points Mary Forrester (8/17/2014 5:38:00 PM)

    Delightful poem Noreen, a joy to read. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 7,853 Points Bri Edwards (5/16/2014 11:12:00 AM)

    anothar one i've read and commented on in the past, but (unless the poem has been changed since last year) i'm shocked that i didn't point out some things i see in it now. guess i'll send a message about it. :) bri (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 9,313 Points Daniel Brick (5/8/2014 12:54:00 PM)

    You make magic with your perception of the moon as yellow/golden instead of white/silver. In just three stanzas you both alter and affirm the moon of our long imagination. You affirm its presence in the nocturnal aspects of human life - lovers, time, death even - but also alter aspects of it, with the ageing men feeling bereft and jealous of the young - but I think if they really soaked in that golden light they would be reconciled to ageing and rejoice in the happiness of the young! It's only natural that the moon's changes alerts us to ageing and offers consolation. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 9,313 Points Daniel Brick (4/6/2014 8:43:00 PM)

    It's amazing how the yellow color completely changed your reaction to the moonlight. And the reader's, of course, through your words. I felt ready for a mellow poem for the harvest season but instead was impacted by a disturbing
    change in expectation. You sense a heart of gold which is insightful. I sense something awry in the heavens. The last two lines bring in the theme of love and death which young people don't realize and old people don't acknowledge. This leaves me with a complex of emotions I can't fully wrap my mind around. But that's one of the important roles of poetry: Don't lull me with mellowness. Alert me with God's paradoxical yellow eye staring down. I'm saving this poem because I think my view of it will change as I change. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 8,631 Points Amitava Sur (1/29/2014 6:20:00 AM)

    A lovely imagery of the harvest moon, caring and sharing us all through..... loved it (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 672 Points Mike Barrett (12/10/2013 2:47:00 PM)

    Love the imagery.... and overall feeling of the poem. Well done - thanks for sharing! (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 534 Points Yasmeen Khan (11/26/2013 9:19:00 AM)

    A beautiful harvest moon with a heart of gold has been depicted so nicely. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 7,853 Points Bri Edwards (11/20/2013 8:26:00 PM)

    noreen, i found a spot for this in MyPoemList, though the list is getting rather long. i even put some of MY poems in it. where else? ?
    i especially enjoyed the second stanza.
    i don't recall hearing before the moon being compared to God's ancient eye. is that original (from you) ? don't worry; i won't tell if you borrowed it, the phrase God's ancient eye. it would be too good to pass by.
    thanks for sharing. :) (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 9,802 Points Heather Wilkins (10/22/2013 12:21:00 PM)

    a beautiful harvest moon. always looking down on us. the poet expresses well. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 5,391 Points Hazel Durham (9/25/2013 7:46:00 AM)

    Suoerb write you have caught the magic and mystique of the harvest moon with inspired lines! (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 7,763 Points Khairul Ahsan (9/23/2013 9:58:00 AM)

    A beautiful poem with an appropriate title. I guess many readers have had a look at the moon while or after reading your poem, as we had a full moon few days back. It's nice to imagine how this beautiful orb binds the children of the universe together, as we all at times gaze and wonder at the same moon, our moon! (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,244 Points Unwritten Soul (9/20/2013 9:50:00 AM)

    Noreen...i read it perfectly on time..its full moon now...its beautiful! , and your poem too :) .. Today i saw some chinese kids playing with beautiful lantern...(its night here now) , really it so cool to combine what i have seen today to in your poem..lovely_Soul (Report) Reply

  • Bronze Star - 2,397 Points Anthony Di''anno (9/15/2013 10:09:00 AM)

    Your poem is rather nifty,
    with no mention of aliens grey and shifty,
    I found your poem soft and mellow,
    about a moon bright and mellow :) (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 714 Points Sally Plumb Plumb (9/15/2013 2:32:00 AM)

    I love moon poems....... love this one. (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 3,898 Points Patricia Grantham (9/14/2013 8:44:00 AM)

    You have truly written a beautiful about the moon. I have looked at
    it with admiration and see all of its wonderful splendor. I have a poem
    called Diamonds in the Sky and Snowflakes. Please take a peek
    when you have time. Loved your write. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 55 Points John Brown (9/11/2013 8:51:00 AM)

    I'll look at the moon afresh now after reading this. Nice one Noreen. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 8,107 Points Geetha Jayakumar (9/6/2013 1:57:00 PM)

    Beautiful poem on moon. Flow of poem is good. You have expressed it beautifully.. I loved it. (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,229 Points Thomas A Robinson (9/6/2013 3:07:00 AM)

    Where I live ot is always yellow (smog) and no matter what color it
    is an inspiritation. (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 3,245 Points Pradip Chattopadhyay (9/5/2013 2:59:00 AM)

    You light the path young lovers stray
    as their bones molder in the clay

    my fav lines from this wonderful poem. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, September 4, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, March 3, 2015


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