Starry Canopy

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This poem shares the author's emotions on a summer's eve with his love.

Starry Canopy

A rosy red sun hangs on the world’s rim.

The last wand’ring rays of heaven’s breath.

Hand in mine as the scene begins to dim,

And still, unbroken conveys the night’s worth.


Upon my breast her head rises and falls,

Together we drink, the eve’s sweet nectar.

The moon awakens now pure white and full.

Its charm eclipsed, shamed by that of her.


A tender breeze twirls softly through her hair.

She shifts in my arms, then gazes up at me.

Her gentle stare reveals why I do care.

My soul is the lock, her eyes are the key.


Stirred by her, feelings so often unfelt,

Starry canopy above, lover’s hearts melt.

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ginga commented on Starry Canopy

01-08-2010

QW, A tender and intense poem of two who stand before nature seemingly innocent and pure. The reader an only hope it will last forever. ginga

LaPoeme commented on Starry Canopy

10-23-2009

Very nice! This poems romance is gentle and caresses the thoughts in such a tender way- awesome

quickwrite

10/23/2009

Thank you

Tempestlady commented on Starry Canopy

10-14-2009

Now this was real poetry! I have read a whole lot of prose this evening. I don't usually read love poems much, they get too sappy and too mushy for me. This was rhetorical and spiritual and connected with nature and i enjoyed it tremendously. Write on....

quickwrite

10/20/2009

thank you

Tray4 commented on Starry Canopy

09-19-2009

Is this some form of true love or the way one dreams it up. It is very creative great job.

Dragonkitty commented on Starry Canopy

09-09-2009

I really felt the feelings that were conveyed in this poem. The many metaphors that you used were so full of passion. I especially like the line "The moon awakens now pure white and full. It's charm eclipsed, shamed by that of her." It's a wonderfully built poem.

The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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