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[angelmaple]

I think of you in the dark of the moon,
When the black spreads like spilt ink and
Unseen creatures whisper and croon.

I think of you in the hazy light of dawn,
When all the world is still a dream and
Conscionsness is dim and withdrawn.

I think of you under a starlit sky
When I marvel at the radiant light, though
Thousands of years they have passed us by.

Comments

[gracious_anne]

This reminds me so much of Anne Sexton's '18 Days Without You'.

I love all the slant rhymes.

I love this:
I think of you under a starlit sky
When I marvel at the radiant light, though
Thousands of years they have passed us by.

[angelmaple]

Thank you! I haven't read that poem before, and I've never heard of Anne Sexton before either... eeek, sorry! but I looked it up, and I particularly like this bit:

Then I think of you in bed,
your tongue half chocolate, half ocean,
of the houses that you swing into,
of the steel wool hair on your head,
of your persistent hands and then
how we gnaw at the barrier because we are two.

I'm glad you like the rhymes they mostly happened because I couldn't do proper rhymes, and as you see, I got lazy by the last stanza and it just sort of tapers into this quasi-prose :P and that particular verse!

Thank you so much for reading and commenting, it's much appreciated. :)

[gracious_anne]

You are welcome!

And that stanza is the very one that I thought of when reading your poem. I also have that stanza memorized.

[angelmaple]

Oh wow. Cool! I'm guessing this is one of your favourite poems?