The man with the moon in his eyes.

[whitbypoet1]

So wearily laden the night’s starry skies
As below sat the man with the moon in his eyes,
And his golden tinged face stood out framed in the shade
As he gazed overhead at the things he had made,
While the evening was still like a dream statuette
That had bowed down its head as the sun slowly set,
And its shadows caressed every mood of a night
That had no need of time, and had no need of light.


And the man with the moon in his eyes whispered low
As the cloud wisps crept by dressed in their lunar glow,
For he could see oh so much more than he felt
He saw dreams that could laugh, and a moon that could melt,
And the dream statuette looked down into his face
While clouds criss-crossed a moon of soft grey woven lace,
And the evening grew still like a peace painted Prayer
As the man with the moon in his eyes rested there.


Then more clouds crossed the moon and it whispered good night
To the man who was left in the depths of his night,
And he got to his feet and stretched up to the sky
Then he walked down the hill as he called out goodbye,
As the shade knitted round him the dreams he had sought
Not a one could be caught, nor a one even bought,
He put a hand in his pocket and brought out a star
That his eyes had picked up as they wandered afar.


Then the man from the shadows wept silver soft rain
The man with the moon in his eyes once again…

[riversidepoet]

Man all I can say is a another great and beautiful one, in case you don't know by now, I love the way you write, thanks for sharing, may God bless

[JASON]

' to the man who was left in the depths of his night...'
This gets better with every read through ...

[dwells]

A skillfully woven tale of a sorrowful creator perhaps, pondering what he has wrought in the hours of a darkening night. The ending was striking and put me in a sonnet mood, while the paired couplets in hexameter were all painting a picture of intentions dreamed versus reality maybe. A captivating piece to ponder on a very different "man in the moon" - cheers Whit! - Dan

[jayn]

A truly beautiful song is woven into this poem's dreamy mood. It soaks up the silken ambience of night, a time I relish for its elemental beauty, a time when the Earth is the most quiet, as if that is how it has always been. Gorgeous writing.

[WriterMinuit]

The personification really caught me up in the beautiful crafting of your words. A worthy spotlight. many congratulations.

[duplex]

This poem is outstanding. The rhyming and rhythm are a pleasure to read as well as having an ethereal quality. I enjoy poems with the moon in them and this one is another of my favorites.