Gershon Wolf Poet Couplet

A Spark Inside Me Flared

I saw her in the sky this morn
  ghostly pale and forlorn
She couldn't even wink at me
  display her craters or her seas

I turned away, then hurried off
  my over-sensitivity to quaff
When a spark inside me brightly flared
  ~ The moon's still mine to view up there

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JC Brul April 16, 2020 at 1:00 AM In losing you still have something to have and to hold. Stay safe. Gershon Wolf April 16, 2020 at 9:48 PM Losing is winning too in this case. Thank, JCB. Cheers, Gershon

Quoth Theraven April 13, 2020 at 10:17 AM Gershon, The moon shines bright in your poem. Keep that spark. In your own words, Peace and Light. -Richard Gershon Wolf April 13, 2020 at 2:33 PM Happiness and Joy to you as well, Richard! ~ gw

M. L. Kiser April 8, 2020 at 10:26 PM An yes, she is waving. Enjoyed. Gershon Wolf April 11, 2020 at 10:50 PM Winds of change now...

Charlie Knowlton March 30, 2020 at 10:09 AM Great poem Gershon, for the morning moon. Gershon Wolf March 30, 2020 at 12:33 PM Thanks for your view of the moon, Charlie. Happy Monday. ~ Gershon

Ronald D Thompson March 17, 2020 at 6:14 PM Loved this!! Best regards my friend. Ron :) Gershon Wolf March 17, 2020 at 6:57 PM Thanks for the support, Ron! :) gw

Caren Krutsinger March 17, 2020 at 3:43 PM Thank GOD we still have the normalcy of the stars, the sun and the moon. Everyone else is fighting over toilet paper. Gershon Wolf March 17, 2020 at 4:50 PM It is rather funny when you think about it -- fighting over toilet paper. We ARE an advance species, eh?! Smiles, Gershon

Ilene Bauer March 17, 2020 at 10:51 AM yes, thank heavens (no pun intended) that some beauty is still there for us to focus on in these dreary times. well-said, gershon... Gershon Wolf March 17, 2020 at 4:49 PM Up to us to work hard(er) to find the beauty these days. Thanks, Ilene. :) Gershon

Jenish Somadas March 17, 2020 at 12:18 AM Wonderful poem.. The spark inside you is brightly flared... Gershon Wolf March 17, 2020 at 4:48 PM Very special comment, Jenish. Thank you so much. :) Gershon

Eve Roper March 16, 2020 at 11:15 PM Love the imagery, Gershon, I sometime look up at it and the shadows look like mother and child.. just stunning. Gershon Wolf March 17, 2020 at 4:48 PM Thanks for the encouragement on this one, Eve. Best wishes, Gershon

Evelyn Judy Buehler March 16, 2020 at 11:04 PM This is delightful, Gershon! It is beautiful and witty and funny as well. A fave for me. :) Gershon Wolf March 17, 2020 at 4:47 PM Thank you so much for the fave, Evelyn. Always an honor for me. Appreciated. :) gw

M. L. Kiser March 16, 2020 at 9:31 PM Yes indeed, it sure is. If you're stuck at home like many, get that telescope and revel I the beauty of the heavens, day or night, then write about it. Gershon Wolf March 16, 2020 at 9:51 PM Am currently using a rather low-tech 'squint-a-scope.' LOL. Hope you're catching some awesome views up there! ~ Eye-on-the-sky

Kim Rodrigues March 16, 2020 at 8:32 PM A beautiful write! Gershon Wolf March 16, 2020 at 9:50 PM Thanks for the hope, Kim! Best always, Gershon

Michelle Faulkner March 16, 2020 at 7:35 PM Your wording is beautiful, gw, especially 'her craters or her seas' - sunrise and moon, both so moving! Gershon Wolf March 16, 2020 at 7:39 PM Thrilled that you enjoy this one, Michelle. ~ Trying my best :)

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart March 16, 2020 at 7:30 PM Oh this is darling. Delightful poem my friend. Love it. xomo Gershon Wolf March 16, 2020 at 7:34 PM Aw, thanks, my long lost friend. So sweet to see your avatar. Don't be a stranger now. Peace and Light, Gershon