John Lawless Poet Sonnet

A Waning Moon

A waning moon frowns at the sunrise
Conceals herself behind a passing cloud
Wonders why she must be his reflection
Sit silently behind his shining loud.

A rising sun peeks o’er horizon’s beauty
To catch a glimpse of loves reflected glow
Searching through the stars forever glory
His aura but a costume just for show.

Their fingers but the touch of warmth and coldness
Stretched across the heavens dark to light
She clinging to the frail remains of darkness
He reaching out at daybreak for the night.

Knowing that the gods must be deranged
In deeming that such lovers be estranged.


John G. Lawless
©10/16/2022

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Lin Lane May 2, 2023 at 5:15 AM Oh my gosh, John. I've written a couple of poems about the sun and moon as would be lovers if ever allowed to touch, but then the earth would be doomed. I find that most poets relate to the moon as male and the sun as female, which I've never understood. You see them as I do... she the softer of the two.

Susan Woodrow October 17, 2022 at 8:27 AM Such a lovely read! :)

Mystic Rose Rose October 16, 2022 at 2:50 PM Sometimes fate plays a bigger role than God's intention, still we cannot help but wonder when this happens, nicely penned, makes me stop and think.

Jeff Kyser October 16, 2022 at 7:05 AM Very nice imagery in this sonnet, John - enjoyed!