Poetry By
Misty Posey
Published on: 11/4/2011
The Rose Cody Gave Me
Here I am alone With the rose Cody gave me Twisting in my hand Velvety red petals I pluck one by one And yet the rose remains a rose Lonely, I sit No plans No moments to look forward to Only memories And the view of red petals Surrounding my silver high heel shoes It was a stunning, red rose Now resembling a bud More layers still to be plucked away He loves me not But I have the memories And the rose he gave me
Published on: 11/4/2011
Moon, Oh Moon
Moon, oh moon Ancient sculpture in the sky On you I place my dreams On your watch I rest my head As you shepherd us through the night Illuminating our paths down on earth Lending security during darkness Accompanying our gracious stars Each hanging small in the expanse above Oh, to be seated among these copious jewels With Lyra, Ara, and Pegasus To sleep among them As you do every night Moon, oh moon You give me hope From your soft reflection, I am assured Tomorrow the sun will shine For opposite your mysterious surface The thriving sun still lives Kissing your face with warm rays of sunlight Bestowing you with life Oh symbol of hope You fill my dark hours with but a fragment of light Whether you are full Whether you are small All I need is a glimpse of you, oh moon And I can dream of morning.
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