Arthurs Moon

Fell out of a limousine
Drunk out of mind
Spoiled
Filthy rich
Child
In time


He loved
All his toys
Then a woman
Showed him other joys
Sweet, just close your eyes

On champagne dreams
Wearing butlers shined black laced shoes
Away they went
From here to the moon
In love, their passion heaven sent

Taking the train ride  of ones life
Bubble baths, there is no more strife
Pleasures surround you everywhere
Magical is the feeling of loves truthful desires
Falling in, like two young doves

New York City bombed
Devastation lingers in the air
No more love stories
Only dead widows and widowers
As infants tears fall on rainy graves
Now I, Arthur
Alone
Cringe
Staring out my window
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Murray Avatar
November 21, 2017 at 5:57 PM
I was laughing at the little man until reality bit.
Ashley Avatar
November 20, 2017 at 7:43 PM
Such a beautifully expressed poem arthur. Your last stanza was completely heartfelt and heartbreaking... A very emotional write, creatively conveyed highs and lows to the moon and back.. Excellent!
Goudreau Avatar
November 19, 2017 at 11:56 PM
A very moving read Arthur. The last verse is so sad and gripping yet very creative. Excellently penned!
May Avatar
November 19, 2017 at 8:20 PM
Between the moon and New York City there is love and tears...A poignant ending to this lyrical piece Arthur
Hinshaw Avatar
November 19, 2017 at 6:58 PM
A masterful write from the Master of Verse! Very insightful, Arthur. Glad you enjoyed Fill 'er Up Boys - best to you - Bob
Allison Avatar
November 19, 2017 at 4:38 PM
Such a touching poem Arthur, I had a huge lump in my throat at the end of the poem. I love the music by Christopher Cross :-) hugs jan xx
Vaso Avatar
November 19, 2017 at 4:47 PM
Yes I love his music too! :) thanks
Callus Avatar
November 19, 2017 at 3:22 PM
A remarkable poem that lifted me up light a kite, only to fall down again against all expectations. Regards // paul
Vaso Avatar
November 19, 2017 at 4:47 PM
Thanks Paul, yes I sure added a twist.
Onclaud Avatar
November 19, 2017 at 2:02 PM
i saw this movie on cable and your creative sensibility makes this poem memorable!... did you watch part 2, arthur?.. huggs
Vaso Avatar
November 19, 2017 at 4:46 PM
No I haven't seen part 2, I will have to check into that! Thanks!
Andresen Avatar
November 19, 2017 at 12:44 PM
- We all look the same moon ... I often write some words on the moon ... read them ... and then leave a few words back ... - A deep and sad writing, dear friend - New York City, lacking colors, fresh air, birdsong and the silence of nature - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
Vaso Avatar
November 19, 2017 at 4:46 PM
Thanks Anne-Lise!! :)
Smith Avatar
November 19, 2017 at 11:37 AM
A sad ending to quite the affair
Vaso Avatar
November 19, 2017 at 4:45 PM
Indeed. :)
Daniel Avatar
November 19, 2017 at 8:10 AM
I can sense deep sadness between the lines of the final stanza, Arthur, a story poem that touches the heart:)
Vaso Avatar
November 19, 2017 at 4:44 PM
Thank you Jo! :)
Sivey Avatar
November 19, 2017 at 5:56 AM
Wow, the power behind your words is awesome my friend! This is a truly fantastic and massively sorrowful poem Arthur! The moon can express many things, it witnesses a lot of pain and heartache as well as joy and tribulation! I just loved the way you wrote this poem, so full of enigmatic sadness and richness of times decay! What a grandiose piece, Great Work!!
Vaso Avatar
November 19, 2017 at 4:44 PM
Thanks Russell, much appreciated.
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