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012. I Stand On A Lonely Cliff Top
JK ( / Crawley)

012. I Stand On A Lonely Cliff Top

my grey half closed eyes
stare at nothing
but the darkened sea

The blind moon escapes the clouds
and shows its shining face
the moon is deaf as well as blind
but every one sees it now

I look at the moon
its shining rays fall on my face
the moon’s face
shimmers in the sea
like a bad reflection

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Comments (1)

not only do i actually like it.......but i shall send it to MyPoemList. it could be that we have different tastes in poetry (at least sometimes) . what didn't you like about it? thanks, john, for sharing. bri :) i especially enjoyed reading: the moon’s face shimmers in the sea like a bad reflection ==================================my humble offering in response to your inspirational poem. Speak To Me, Moon Speak to me, Moon, of what you see. Oh! I forgot; you CAN'T see. Pardon me. Then speak to me, Moon, of what you hear. Damn, you are deaf also, Moon. How queer! Ok then. Speak to me, Moon, of what you feel, as you gaze down on our cities of concrete and steel. What's that you say, Moon? You don't like what you see. Well, I didn't build them, so please don't blame ME! !