To Sing Upon a Crested Moon

On the threshold of the evening
Before me, mounds of dead leaves
Brown, limply sodden, resistant to angry winds
I stand and watch another day's bitter passage
Coiled with the same winter darkness

I croon my spring serenade of loneliness
My voice fills the void with sad lyric
Which dwells over mornings that couldn't be sung
When fog hooded the appearance of the sun
And the frost hid the garland of green

Yet, here, at last, peeking through the doleful gray 
The stars are shining..
As if been sewn upon the fabric of a sequined sky
Beckoning my song to reach the crested moon
With the knowledge that tomorrow will come....tomorrow will come...



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Inspired by Brian's Strand's contest "Tomorrow is Another Day"
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Ginn Avatar
January 5, 2014 at 5:59 PM
I wanted to leave you a soup mail but for some reason I can't figure out how to do it. I think of you when the holidays come. If possilbe send me an email so we can catch up. Life finally seems to be calming down for me. Hope all is well. : )
Richards Avatar
January 5, 2014 at 7:41 PM
Yay !!! Look who's back !!! Soupmail coming !!
Dietrich Avatar
March 1, 2010 at 9:33 PM
Oh, I think this is going to do very well in the contest, Carrie. I don't think my silly movie review is gonna do nearly as well in THAT contest, but anyway, I am glad to hear how much you like colin Firth! Luv, Andrea
Johnson Avatar
March 1, 2010 at 12:39 PM
A beautiful poem. It should do well in the contest. Thanks for your comments on my latest offering. Love, Joyce
Sweetheart Avatar
March 1, 2010 at 9:20 AM
So very appreciative Carrie of your inspiring comment on my blog today.. My family and I will keep your grandson in our prayers as we pray for all those away on military assignments... I am counting the days already when my youngest son will return as I am sure u are...before they even leave... thankxxx so very much for your prayers and well wishes ...luv.. LInda-Marie.
Strand Avatar
March 1, 2010 at 8:14 AM
Carrie thanks for your always welcome comments and kind words.Rgds Brian
Strand Avatar
March 1, 2010 at 7:46 AM
Thank you for your welcome blog comments Carrie .Rgds Brian & congrats on your recent contest successes
Georges Avatar
February 28, 2010 at 5:28 PM
Ah what a bitter knowledge that can be if we find ourselves forgetful of what inspires our morning rise and evening smiles!
Goff Avatar
February 28, 2010 at 1:33 PM
breathless beauty! this fine poem is, my friend! and thanks for the congrats, jim
Foulk Avatar
February 27, 2010 at 1:28 PM
A great poem well written, very colorful. thank you for reading my poems and for your comment.
Haick Avatar
February 27, 2010 at 12:54 PM
A wonderful, well-written entry for Brian's contest, Carrie. A definite winner to me! Good luck. As usual, you write so very well! I enjoyed this! Peace, love, audrey
Chircop Avatar
February 27, 2010 at 5:15 AM
I love those shining stars of tomorrow..may they all be bright for you..Charma
Lokken Avatar
February 26, 2010 at 6:51 PM
Very beautiful- I feel comforted at the thought of the stars, too.:)
Sweetheart Avatar
February 26, 2010 at 3:31 PM
A brilliant and intense write Carrie and a wonderful contest entry ..good luck .. fabulous words from your gifted pen.. luv.. Linda-Marie..
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