That Silver Sun
 
 
 
Lo behold, up high when day is done
I can look deep into the heart of the sun
The blazing fire that came from its mouth
Must be a smoldering amber traveling south
 
I can see for my eyes can stay affixed
At all the beauty and shapes and colors mixed
I can see it hanging in the sky with no arms
Like a dancer with no feet yet all her charms
 
  Sometimes she goes astray like a lost sheep
Freed from the last breath down to the deep
Her mysterious descent leaves me bewildered
A man without a mind as she so rendered
 
Sometimes she loses her shape growing thin
From a robust queen to a pauper to begin
Then she hides away like a frightened swan
But then she reappears as if never gone
 
She is that silver sun, that blessed moon
That beacon in the sky, while poets swoon
Looking out for ships traveling here and there
That silver sun, that quiet lady so fair
That romantic story with no end

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Robert L. Martin
over 2 years

Thank you, Nelson. Coming from you, that is a genuine compliment. I imagine what Adam would have thought when he first saw the moon. Kinda scary, strange, but yet romantic. My poem "Ode To A Reader" is in my blog. You can click on "poets" at the top of the page, find me, and click on "Ode To The Reader." If you can't find it, let me know. Good luck, my friend.

Nelson D Reyes
over 2 years

Oh what a sight hear would be fun
Stories mystery side of the silver sun

Love this poem, thank you Robert. Btw, have not seen your "Ode to a Reader".

Robert L. Martin
about 3 years

Thank you very much

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about 3 years

WoW, i Love this poem. great imagery!

D. Thurmond   aka  JEF (James Everett Falcon)
over 3 years

The comparisons and imagery were great. Two thumbs up from me.

Robert L. Martin
Robert L. Martin
over 3 years

Thanks James

Robert L. Martin
over 3 years

Thank you, Charlotte. I try to write one poem a day. It's like therapy to me. Thank you, Vic. I love your addition to it also. Silver sun, borrowed light, stolen sheen, out every night. You sure have a way with words.

Vic
over 3 years

The silver sun, of borrowed light
Stolen sheen, out every night...

Nice poem!

Charlotte B. Williams
over 3 years

You've written so many poems Robert, You must write every day. This is so beautiful, I enjoyed reading it.

Sebenzile Ngwenya
over 3 years

Wow!

Robert L. Martin
over 3 years

Thank you, Jenifer

J Ann Crowder
over 3 years

Nice comparisons and imagery!

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