So Pale the Moon

There was a lack of cricket's chirping sounds,
no shadows in chilled darkness that surrounds.
So pale the moon, night jasmine had not bloomed
Heavy, the air to breathe,  but not perfumed
No howling wolves. Their kill was consumed.

All was still on the surface of the sea
as a foreboding fright washed over me
Such silence portends something was awry
Stars were losing their sparkle in the sky
I shivered with fear while wondering, why?

On crested waves I raced, with unfurled sails,
emotions gave way to mournful cries and wails.
How I yearned for wings so I could take flight
I was cloaked in loneliness through the night.
Unbridled tears fell in the pale moonlight.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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Cunningham Avatar
May 14, 2021 at 10:20 AM
You captured that forboding feeling well in your poem Jenna when you feel like something bad is going to happen. Ive been away so haven't been on here for a week. Hope you're well. Tom
Logan Avatar
May 14, 2021 at 3:38 PM
Thank you, and I am happy to see you, Tom. Glad your doing well on your adventure. Hugs.
Buhagiar Avatar
May 11, 2021 at 1:17 PM
Dark sad poem ( the way I like them really) But I hope it's fiction. Bright imagery and deep emotions. Hugs
Logan Avatar
May 11, 2021 at 1:55 PM
It’s total fiction, Victor. Thank you for being concerned.
Poet Avatar
May 11, 2021 at 10:25 AM
An incredibly penned prose, I enjoyed reading it, especially these two verses; So pale the moon, night jasmine had not bloomed Heavy, the air to breathe, but not perfumed Great Job, Jenna, blessings, and hugs
Logan Avatar
May 11, 2021 at 11:25 AM
Thank you very much for liking this one, Lasaad.
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