Ian Jones Poet Quatrain

Autumn Moon

In the golden glow of a lover's moon
With a soft breeze caressing darkest night
The quiet lane with leaves was strewn
Expectant hearts and wide eyes bright

The bards and poets paint romance
With dreams and hopes of deep, rich hues
And in Madrid we took our chance
As our love donned it's dancing shoes

That first embrace and sweetest kiss
Our nervous smiles in moonlight shone
Floating emotions of swirling bliss
All doubts and trepidations gone

In our lives we'd known such sorrow
Illness had taken your husband's life
I never thought there would be tomorrow
As cancer had taken my dearest wife

In the Autumn of our lives we know
To take that cliff edge chance was right
And as we embrace in moonlight's glow
We'll ne'er forget that October night.

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Beata Agustin March 22, 2025 at 5:25 AM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.

Edlynn Nau December 4, 2018 at 10:14 PM Certainly can relate to this one having lost my husband to vicious cancer long long ago. Love your painting with the words ... you put us there and we know. The verse, count, stress, all rather perfect. Enjoyed and just dropped in to say, hey!

Jan Allison October 3, 2016 at 6:40 AM I hope there are many more 'October Nights' for us all Ian - a beautiful romantic poem that I am sure many who have lost their loved one can relate to:-) Ian Jones October 3, 2016 at 7:09 AM Thank you very much for your lovely comment. It was a wonderfully romantic night and we celebrate our first year on the 31st of this month. It could have been a disaster but feint heart never won fair maid.

Anu Nayak September 24, 2016 at 10:27 AM Dear Ian, this is a wonderful poem....there is new hope, budding companionship after going through great tragedy in their lives... just like leaves shed their leaves in autumn...it is good to unburden the heaviness and pain of solitude for the good, very touching poem A 7.....love, Anu:) Ian Jones September 26, 2016 at 12:29 AM Thank you very much for your kind comments. The clock only ticks one way and life is like a novel you can't put down and as one chapter ends another begins. Thanks again. Kind regards, Ian

Poet Destroyer A September 20, 2016 at 5:13 PM Love the imagery, that leads to an unforgettable October night, makes me want to read more of this night... Love LINDA Ian Jones September 21, 2016 at 12:47 AM Thank you very much for your comments. There is quite a story behind this simple verse and I have tried to write it several times with no success. It proves that romance is not dead no matter what age we are. Kind regards, Ian

Probir Gupta September 20, 2016 at 6:34 AM The wind is heavy in 'In the golden glow of a lover's moon' ... Very nicely written poem ... Ian Jones September 20, 2016 at 6:39 AM Thank you very much for your kind comment. Regards Ian