thriveni c mysore Poet Free verse

Moonlight on Meadows

It rained all through noon
clouds rushing so low
could be caught by hand
Green pasture I stood on
looked like drying-up river
with no way to return home
had to spend my night with the moon

Clouds rushed away
as to catch another place
that very second marking
round moon with colorful
ring tinted blue, tinted grey
A rare cloud passing -
caressed Wavy bangs on heavenly face

Lying down supine
on a wet mound with
snarling chill wind, earthly 
humid air, fear tingling feet,
heart bleating like lost sheep
I etched that day’s full moon
within me in indelible silver ink

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David Crandall August 30, 2024 at 1:43 PM An evocative poem. I like the inclusion of the moon and "heart bleating like lost sheep" thriveni c mysore August 31, 2024 at 5:22 AM Thank you so much for your visit dear poet. I am glad you liked it. Blessings & cheers dear poet friend.

Susan Ashley August 26, 2024 at 8:37 AM Dear Thriveni, I was thrilled and captivated by your portrayal of "moonlight on the meadows". I just loved your creative imagery of the "clouds rushing so low/could be caught by hand" and "humid air, fear tingling feet,/heart bleating like lost sheep" - wow! Fantastic poetry my friend! Warmest wishes.. ~Susan thriveni c mysore August 26, 2024 at 7:13 PM Thank you for your pleasant visit dear poet. I feel so honored to have your kind words, means so much to me. I am grateful to your blessings. thank you.

Andrea Dietrich August 22, 2024 at 12:40 PM Such beautiful description. I especially loved you calling the chill wind snarling! thriveni c mysore August 23, 2024 at 12:36 AM Ah dear poet friend, you bring happiness with your kind words. I recounted the tale my dad told me when I was a kid, it seems he was caught in a thunderstorm and had to spend the night there! He feared lightning and the roaring clouds that day onward. thank you for the visit. Blessings & cheers.

Mystic Rose Rose August 22, 2024 at 9:58 AM An artist and also a writer, you are both, your words depict it all for us, thank you for sharing dear Thriveni :) thriveni c mysore August 23, 2024 at 12:31 AM your pleasant visit brings so much joy to me dear poet friend. thank you for being generous and kind. Blessings & cheers.