Reflections On A Moon Poem by Bill Galvin

Reflections On A Moon

Rating: 4.9


A bright, clear and cold night…
The near full moon setting low in the winter sky,
Illuminating the bare tree branches;
Casting ghostlike shadows on the snow;
Ghostly arms and fingers stretching around the yard.
At three in the morning
I am looking out the window of an empty room;
An empty room in a lonely house.
A house made quiet with your passing.

A silent moon sets on a quiet night.

A long, soulful and loving relationship…
With many moons, full and not so full,
Passing silently overhead;
Casting mysterious light down to us.
Some seen, some missed, some ignored;
Some we danced under, some we sang to.
Some we loved under…
Some we expressed our love under.

I remember the date… you told me recently…
September 8,1972.

Forty-two years is a lot of moonlight.

3-3-2015
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Reflections On A Moon
Tuesday, March 3, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: love and loss
COMMENTS OF THE POEM

Impressive work, Bill...Your pictorial imagescape grandeur paints a poetic canvass for the reader to ensconce in. Polished crafting...Stellar close-out line! ~FjR~

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Dr Pintu Mahakul 03 March 2015

A silent moon sets on a quiet night to tell many more things and nurture the future. Wonderful poem shared.

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A rich.and.refreshing reflection!

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Bill Galvin 23 June 2015

Thanks very much, Howard.

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Exquisite poetry. Extraordinary poem of love. The imagery and the storyline transgress the boundaries of time and are timeless wonders

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Dr Antony Theodore 26 March 2016

Casting mysterious light down to us. Some seen, some missed, some ignored; Some we danced under, some we sang to. Some we loved under… Some we expressed our love under. moon as a great symbol for the love experiences........ moon pure. delicate. love. thank you for this wonderful poem. tony

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Bill Galvin 27 March 2016

Thank you, Tony. Moon as my muse.

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Terry Craddock 10 December 2015

'A bright, clear and cold night… The near full moon setting low in the winter sky, Illuminating the bare tree branches; Casting ghostlike shadows on the snow; Ghostly arms and fingers stretching around the yard.' beautiful lines, an exceptional eye for nature, beginning a wonderfully appreciated poem :)

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Mj Lemon 10 December 2015

A stunning eulogy. This may just be the most deserving poem of the day...

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Kim Barney 10 December 2015

Good to see this lovely poem again, thanks to it being selected as Poem of the day. Congratulations!

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