Under a Blue Moon

Reaching out to you, at speed of light
so you may find me on common ground,
among the trees 
a gentleman, though strange to your ears.

Under a lamplit room, one full of sky
oh, though my eyes look down, 
not worldly as you may think
uninjured, and uninjuring
just the same as you.  

Yes, it's you, my words were bent to
past the zenith, straight to a future
beating heart, all yours.  
Reach back to me with fingers
made to extend, a hero mine..
with soft lips. 

Pollux begged for the life of a twin,
under the latin sign of Gemini   
and the same now 
I beg of Zeus.

Stand under a future blue moon,
w'luck, I'll be there too..
though the coursing in my veins
hides your name today,
I'll discover it soon.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Deschler Avatar
September 9, 2023 at 7:06 PM
"Under a lamplit room, one full of sky" ... What a wonderful line that is... Beautifully penned, Richard :)
Theraven Avatar
September 15, 2023 at 9:31 PM
Kely, Thank you for that comment, made my day. I hope yours is just as good. -Richard
Sands Avatar
August 27, 2023 at 6:13 AM
Very nice. There is going to ge the Blue moon here to see soon. I hope you have a nice day :)
Theraven Avatar
August 27, 2023 at 9:52 AM
Hello Heidi, Thank you, I'll be looking up if the skies are clear. We won't see another just the same for fourteen more years. I hope your day is kind to you. Happy Sunday to you & yours. -Richard
Lindley Avatar
August 26, 2023 at 4:45 AM
A truly fine poem my good friend. A story of an unrequited love , eh? Great verses and the touch of your golden pen my friend! A fav too. God bless you.
Theraven Avatar
August 27, 2023 at 9:50 AM
Robert, Thanks, yes. There's wounds with scratched away scabs that refuse to heal in many a fine write. Least some of the ones that keep me up at night. But always try to leave a light, this goes by a familiar name - future. Have a blessed Sunday. -Richard
Hawley Avatar
August 26, 2023 at 4:29 AM
That was really sweet.
Theraven Avatar
August 27, 2023 at 9:12 AM
Miranda, Aw, thanks, how sweet it is. -Richard
Mcintosh Avatar
August 26, 2023 at 2:19 AM
Wonderful... God bless you my friend. Love, Gina
Theraven Avatar
August 27, 2023 at 9:11 AM
Gina, Thank you. Still haunted by your poem 'Letter to my Unborn'. As a man I suppose I could never fully understand. But hurt & loss make kindred spirits. May God bless you. -Richard
Richards Avatar
August 26, 2023 at 1:18 AM
Love the imagery, Richard. I like the way that you have bookended the twins like the blue moon that appears twice in one month, but only the one bears that name ... :)
Theraven Avatar
August 27, 2023 at 9:04 AM
Suzette, Thank you for this comment, I never thought.., yet interesting that only one can be blue. -Richard
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