(sonnet # CLIX)
CLIX
Chill moonlit scene's awash in sliver light
While crickets softly serenade; its sway
And lure of chalky 'scapes complete with lays
Entices further when viewed closer: white
With blacker shadows looming as the night's
Illumed by lunar glow casting shapes, rays
Half-strange, where lurk unknowns, whilst the display
Of eerie iv'ry splashed all round invites.
Its silence laced quite subtly seems 'most cold
E'en in the swelt'ring summer eve, whose hues
Stark contrast offer: true and false in bold
Romance now waltzing in slow-motion, fuse
Their passion in a drama yet untold;
Enchantment in moon's gold is fancy's ruse.
15/17Jul11
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Author:
Chic George (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: July 18th, 2011 22:37
- Comment from author about the poem: This began two nights earlier when again aghast at the scenery, this time below, I began the penning. Credit my late night imaginations, this one's wild. Upon further consideration it's a sonnet of opposites...I counted 4.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments1
This is so beautiful... It's lovely XD
Thank you very much. The moonlit scenery, ie. moonscape, is indeed very beautiful, and one I dearly love on a summer's eve.
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