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The Tormented Moon

The.isolated moon in the far arc of her epogee, As she searches Earth's surface in cold winter's hemisphere, She bites her tongue of protest of what she will never be, And throws sharp knives of jealousy into the atmosphere. In the cold moon's distant musings, her echoes can't be heard, And but for the crunch of snow, silence waits for morning sun. A blizzard has filled a reservoir, and so needs prepared, Yet moon added sparkly diamonds to selfish pleasure's run. Winter moon shivers with knowledge that her days will end, And a yellow moon will rise during six months of the year. The anguished, tormented moon whose dark murmurs now portend, She will vanquish the yellow moon, and once more reappear.

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Joe Dimino

Date: 5/18/2024 1:15:00 PM

Nothing cold about your Winter Moon, who breathes fiery passion to ignite singular, desire to rule royal in her cold filament of sky. An intriguing twist. Very interesting and well done.

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 5/18/2024 2:38:00 PM

Thank you for reading. Enjoy the summer that has finally arrived.

Kim Rodrigues

Date: 5/18/2024 5:26:00 AM

Great metaphors. Lots of emotion. Hugs ~ Kim

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 5/18/2024 5:50:00 AM

Thank you.

Sally Eslinger

Date: 5/17/2024 9:34:00 PM

Hi Hilda, i am smszed to meet you through reading this enthrallng, intriguing poem! This is a perception of our moon that has never entered my thoughts before, but very possible (appreciate the Nature/science references). Thus, i found this stunning in its personified reality ANDin your penning skill, obvious love of creating disctnctive poetry. Superb imagery! Wow, sally

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 5/17/2024 10:43:00 PM

Thank you for such a compliment. I appreciate that you read my poem.

Christina Bowring

Date: 5/17/2024 11:16:00 AM

Dear Hilda, I love this intriguing title and poem that is so exquisitely written. Wonderful imagery throughout its poetic lines. It’s so unique - I’ve never thought of a tormented moon before and you describe her anguish and determination to reign so well. ‘ Her echoes can’t be heard’ makes her desperation so real. So isolated as she wishes her light to shine always. Her presence to be known as she fights for survival to continue through the seasonal periods is quite profound - her jealousy

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 5/17/2024 12:53:00 PM

I'm overjoyed that this poem spoke to you. It is a little brutal on the winter moon, but luckily, she's tough. Thank you for reading.

Christina Bowring
Date: 5/17/2024 11:17:00 AM

intense. The battle of the moons. Really enjoyed reading. Thank you for sharing. Many blessings for a lovely weekend x

Joseph May

Date: 5/16/2024 2:49:00 PM

winter moon wants to reign all year, Very nicely penned

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 5/16/2024 3:39:00 PM

Winter moon can only stay a short while, and I probably won't see much of it, since I get S.A.D. in the gloomy winter. Thanks for visiting.

Daniel Caplin

Date: 5/16/2024 12:06:00 PM

Hi Hilda , a beautifully thought provoking read , we tend to always focus on the sun and stars and the moon which controls most of the planet including us is left forgotten . An inspiring poem , Brilliantly written . Danny

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 5/16/2024 3:37:00 PM

Thank you. It is wonderful to hear from you.

Sotto Poet

Date: 5/16/2024 10:15:00 AM

Excellent insights all through, Hilda. Your poem highlights the reasons why the moon earns all the admiration. Beautifully written.

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 5/16/2024 3:36:00 PM

Thank you . The moon seems to change from season to season. I tried to write this as seen through the eyes of an early tribal person, perhaps Native American.

Panagiota Romios

Date: 5/16/2024 8:47:00 AM

Wow, this should be a POTD. It has depth and sttimulates our minds. The imagery you used is outstanding. And the personification is spectacular. Pangie Romios

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 5/16/2024 9:24:00 AM

Thank you for the compliment. Other poets in my group are putting poems in book form. I'm considering it. I think I've been POTD twice. It is an honor.

Valsa George

Date: 5/16/2024 5:44:00 AM

The moon's jealousy and rivalry is poetically highlighted in beautiful words and sentiments. "Winter moon shivers with knowledge that her days will end, And a yellow moon will rise during six months of the year." Yes, fate is never stable. It will have its contingency in turn. A beautiful poem, dear Hilda.

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 5/16/2024 6:11:00 AM

Thank you. I look forward to your support.

Gershon Wolf

Date: 5/14/2024 6:57:00 PM

You have opened up new vistas of vision for me with this incredible write, Hilda. Never thought or knew about any of this. Always looked at the moon as a cold, lifeless 'orb.' Thanks, Gershon

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 5/14/2024 8:16:00 PM

Thank you . I'm glad you liked it. I'll try to write more like this.

Evelyn Judy Buehler

Date: 5/13/2024 9:57:00 PM

Hilda, your captivating poem has a brooding quality, and is expressed by means of lovely images. I love this gorgeous tale of the night sky. Blessings.

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 5/13/2024 10:24:00 PM

Thank you for the compliment. The night sky is very mysterious. Hugs sent your way.

Duke Beaufort

Date: 5/13/2024 6:41:00 PM

Hilda, A very interesting take on the moon and the seasonal personalities it has. A very clever idea for this poem.

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 5/13/2024 9:31:00 PM

Thank you.

Paige Hind

Date: 5/13/2024 10:46:00 AM

Ah, this is unusual- and very lovely, your images....enjoyed

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 5/13/2024 12:41:00 PM

Thank you. Best wishes to you.

Daniel Henry Rodgers

Date: 5/13/2024 9:20:00 AM

Dear Hilda, A haunting portrayal of longing and envy, personifying the moon's silent anguish and jealousy. I loved the imagery of the isolated moon and its musings under the cold winter sky, creating a poignant, melancholy atmosphere. Your use of language is evocative, capturing the moon's torment and eventual triumph over its perceived rival. What a captivating reflection on the complexities of human emotions mirrored in the celestial realm. Brilliantly penned! - Blessings, my friend, Daniel

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 5/13/2024 12:39:00 PM

Thank you. Have a wonderful week.

Ink Empress

Date: 5/13/2024 6:39:00 AM

Wow this is so beautiful ethereal and theres so much depth in what youv conveyed here in such a metaphorical manner! What a profound write this is! I especially love “ Winter moon shivers with knowledge that her days will end“ soul hitting!! So good! “ In the cold moon's distant musings, her echoes can't be heard, ” love that! This is a fave for me! Sending you light always

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 5/13/2024 6:43:00 AM

Thank you, Ink. I'm grateful for your encouraging comments. Hugs sent.

Vijay Pandit

Date: 5/13/2024 6:16:00 AM

fabulous descriptions throughout, Hilda. Your poem brings to fore why the moon deserves all the adulations. Lovely write.

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 5/13/2024 6:42:00 AM

Thank you ,Vijay. I'm glad you enjoyed it.

Buhagiar Victor

Date: 5/12/2024 10:34:00 PM

I don't know where you live. Is it winter there? In Malta, we are on the threshold of summer and must reduce my night's blankets. Still, your wintry imagery is enticing. Hope you have pleasant days.

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 5/12/2024 10:52:00 PM

Thank you. It is a cool May. I could have saved this after my inspired write, but then you would get no poem from me. I write whatever from day to day.

Sara Etgen-Baker

Date: 5/12/2024 4:32:00 PM

exquisite poem, one that flowed with beautiful words and imagery. I found your poem captivating dear Hilda. I especially liked these lines for they created emotion in the imagery: She bites her tongue of protest of what she will never be, And throws sharp knives of jealousy into the atmosphere. Am faving this poem. Wishing you a pleasant evening, hugs, Sara

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 5/12/2024 4:41:00 PM

Thank you. I appreciate the fav. Have a good evening. Sending hugs.