Thursday, 19 May 2011

Moon of Mine

Oh moon of mine, creamy as
Vintage roses, newborn lambs;
Nearer earth tonight than at any time
In four hundred years
I could pluck you and tuck you
Up my sleeve

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S.E.Ingraham
The Poet Treehouse

3 comments:

Edjo said...

such a short, carefully written poem, with all the open space to dream away and feel at home. Beatiful

S.E.Ingraham said...

Thank you so much ...

Selma said...

This is gorgeous. It has a sensibility of the Victorian era with a lovely tinge of otherworldliness. Very, very nice!