Sassy Sprite

Tinting crimson-colored clouds; a blood-red sun sinks from sight. And Luna slowly ascends, sculpting shadows with Her light. Luna's majestic rise can induce a hypnotic trance. For, She is a sassy sprite; and muse to both song and dance. She adorns the black of space; like an orchid in the sky. And when She is in full bloom; Her beauty warrants a sigh. Baying wolves pay Her homage; howling their melodic tune. And regale the Queen of Night; celebrating the full moon. Despite pitting skin and scars, She evokes wishes and dreams. And on enchanted evenings; dances upon sparkling streams.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Gauthier Avatar
May 12, 2018 at 10:49 PM
Awesome depiction of the moon, Emile. "Like an orchid in the sky. And when She is in full bloom Her beauty warrants a sign."
Mac Donald Avatar
February 5, 2015 at 9:55 PM
Totally original; love the imagry. I'd never thought of the moon as being an "orchid of the sky", nor as a Pixie. I'm floored.:) Masterfully penned, Emile! This certainly "warrants a sigh". Thank you! Mikki
Pinet Avatar
February 6, 2015 at 7:41 AM
Your words have warmed my heart, thanks. Emile.
Petersen Potter Avatar
February 3, 2015 at 9:25 AM
Beautiful pen Emile! I truly enjoyed your very nice piece my dear friend! a 7 from me! Have a very nice day! :) Love n hugs! xxx D.
Pinet Avatar
February 3, 2015 at 11:17 AM
Thanks Dorian, you made my day. Emile.
Sirak Avatar
February 3, 2015 at 7:47 AM
Lilting, magical images of the moon. The last stanza is stunning...liked it the best.
Pinet Avatar
February 3, 2015 at 7:53 AM
Thanks , I appreciate your support. Emile.
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