Category Archives: Poetry

I Gazed Upon the Moon Last Night.

I gazed upon the Moon last night, and all I could think about was you.
I wished for the best result despite always knowing it’d not be true.
 
What’s the nature of the problem dear child?  What has you so obsessed?
My mind was filled with thoughts, all wild, and then I soon confessed.
 
The man I know is right for me must not know that I exist
I call to him each night you see, with whispers set upon the mist.
 
I listen intently all that night and all throughout the day,
For a simple sound, no matter how slight, so I know he’s on the way.
 
But I never seem to find the sign that he’s walking straight and true
And that is why I’m here tonight, to make this humble query of you.
 
Her gossamer shroud of silver light reached to me, and  I was unprepared.
As she embraced me with a force of might,  made of nothing more than air.
 
He wanders off the path sometimes, but he always finds his way.
Back to the road that leads to you.  He’ll make it here some day.
 
The universe cannot be rushed, all  things happen in their season.
If you truly want the love you seek, your resolve, it can not weaken.
 
What you must do is keep the faith, and always be his light.
And he will make his way to you, when the time is right.
 
She wiped away my tear of joy,  my quandary heard its knell.
I willed to keep the candle lit, my doubts have all been quelled.
  
I gazed upon the Moon last night, all I could think about was you.
She persuaded me that all was right, there’s nothing more for me to do.
 
                                                                                                      ~deeter
 
 

I See Furthest When I’m Dreaming

I See Furthest When I’m Dreaming

                             I don’t dwell on the past.  For me, the past holds little meaning.
                             And it’s hard to live for today, as today seems so fleeting.
                             I’ll keep my eye on tomorrow. Clarities intervening.
                             As such I am consigned, ’cause I see furthest when I’m dreaming.

                                                                     -~ deeter