Jasmine Chiles Poet ABC

Moonlight Exposure

I sit in my room.
Watching the wind.
My mind ponders the life I was given.
The thought of death chills me to the core
And yet I think of it. 
For Death is a painful truth
While Life is a beautiful lie.
But I think of the Moon rising up in the sky.
Her beauty graces me.
Her light kisses my skin.
My heart beats
a little bit louder in Her presence.
I glow, glow so brightly that it’s as if
I am Her star.
I listen to Her voice,
Her song,
She creates freedom at my feet.
I open my window and I feel myself climbing the tree.
I long to get a closer glimpse of you.
Just one.
She makes me feel as if this is all worth it.
All this pain and darkness.
If I can stand in Her light
With Her forever more
My Moon, My true Love

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Doug Vinson April 4, 2017 at 3:07 PM Jasmine, the moon will always be with us, and your poetry, too, I hope.

Doug Vinson December 19, 2016 at 9:43 PM "But I think of the Moon rising up in the sky." Yeah! Heck yes, Jasmine. : ) Jasmine Chiles December 22, 2016 at 8:51 AM I agree Doug, I could watch the moon for hours. A while ago I had some very bad depression and while music and therapy helped a little, it wasn't enough. Then one night I watched the Moon rising and i felt complete and total bliss. Doug Vinson December 21, 2016 at 2:59 PM Welcome, Jasmine! I think PoetrySoup is a good place, and that the mOOn is a great topic. Never tire of seeing the first tiny piece of moon get above the horizon, or having clouds dance across its face. Jasmine Chiles December 20, 2016 at 1:39 PM Doug, you're comment made me soooo happy! This was the first poem I posted on here!! I just joined a few weeks ago and I had no idea what to write. So I used the same poem I did for my Lit class!

Chris Green December 19, 2016 at 12:07 PM Quite enchanting. You have capture the mystery and the beauty of the moon wonderfully in this captivating poem. Jasmine Chiles December 20, 2016 at 1:37 PM Chris Green, thank you sooo much!!! I can honestly say that I am most proud of this poem. I was just sitting in my room, watching the moon and I realized how much I look forward to seeing the moon. This was a school project I did for my Lit class and my Lit teacher LOVED it!