Moon Spoon

It was a lovely sight gazing at the curved moon Spooning with the tumultuous waves of the sea I was walking along the lonely beach when this Moon spooning called me and arrested my look The night rapt in painting illusion in its universe Now the moon chuckling and cuddling the crest Next minute the crest spooning with the moon Impatient to grow in glee to its full a golden orb A perfect solitariness except the surreal sounds Of tide rising to pulverize the moon on the sand I keep gazing at the moon’s pretty bright cheek The two moon spoons like dimples with drops of Turquoise sea from the finger like Greek creeks As if Pablo Picasso is painting the lovely spoons Of liquid light raising a beauty of hide-and-seek The world nowadays is mostly a place of pain The scene of delight therefore was enchanting I enjoyed as long as I could wait and quench Then I put it in the pulsating pink treasure box As an aim to dwell on to keep boredom at bay October 30, 2017 For the Contest: Moon Spoon Sponsored by :Kai Michael Neumann