Showing posts with label moon. Show all posts
Showing posts with label moon. Show all posts

Sunday, January 23, 2011

Ode to a World Now Bright


Evening comes like a burst of radiance.
Glowing on us as one who smiles.
Drinking in such brilliant light.
Spoken in it a million words.

Crystals dazzle the world now white.
Beauty beyond none can compare.
Sparkling like fallen stars from above.
No words are there left to speak.

Arrayed is the night sky now bright.
The ever giving luminescent light.
Calms us into peaceful dreams.
Compelled are we to speak in silence.

The world has become warm and lovely.
In this beauteous spring day.
Song is heard throughout the wood.
As we gaze at a world now stunning.

Captured is the moment stilled.
Taken in is the beauty that surrounds.
Happiness sings like flowing honey.
As we hum to the song of birds.

Luscious is the grass bathed in sunlight.
As trees sway to the caressing wind.
No word to describe but utter contentment.
No words found to speak of this.

Drifting to the ground now colored.
The smell of Autumn ever comforting.
Taking in the trees painted as the sun.
A wonder as to such joy.

Sorrow cannot touch this.
Life will never fade away.
Lost in a world of loveliness.
What can compare to this?


Copyright 2011 Lauren Hall ©

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Around the corner (older poem)


Spring, how the flowers come into full bloom.
Giving way to all life’s gloom.
Oh how the night sky is vacant of its moon.
Knowing it’ll be around the corner soon.

Summer, how that one word can make you so warm.
Even after a really bad storm.
Leaving the night sky with a beautiful crescent moon.
Knowing the next phase is around the corner soon.

Fall, Oh how I love the colors of the trees.
I don’t know a person that would not agree.
The evening is left with a half smiling moon.
We all know it will be full soon.

Winter, oh how the cold creeps into your bones.
When the world seems desolate and alone.
Leaving in the sky a very large, luminescent full moon.
I know the sky is to be without it soon.

Of course don’t forget the best season of all.
Where there is no snow, heat or rainfall.
When the sky is lit up with a bright orange moon.
Knowing in your heart it won’t be leaving soon.



Copyright 2010 Lauren Hall ©