Half Moon Risin'

Half Moon Risin'


Half moon risin',
on the midnight hour;
I stare out a balcony window
atop an ivory tower.

Fog's rollin' in,
blanketing ocean-sea;
I long for a fair-eyed companion,
beheld in a dream.

Ice rain fallin',
on into the night;
I stare out a tower window,
my wishes take flight.

Young love growin',
within a war torn breast;
Crystalline tears once fallen,
frozen in a moon shaped crest.

I ponder.

A Half moon risin',
the fog rollin' in;
Crystalline tears resemble
outside frozen rain.

And

Young love growin'
for a fair-eyed companion.
I search a fog covered ocean
in the glow of a half moon risin'.

But

Patience statued sittin'
on a midnight hour;
Crystal visions of blue-eyes
touch within the ivory tower.

And

Young love growin'
for a fair-eyed companion.

I ponder

On the midnight hour
And
Half moon risin'.

27 November 1991

Personal comments on format:

I suppose lyric format would be better for this poem except that the way it is written was how it 'sounded' in my head as I wrote it.

I imagined a medieval chanting poem which quickens towards the end or a non-magical person's interpreted rhythm of an enchantment to possibly draw or attract the imagined someone to the tower. It is to be spoken not sung but possibly accompanied by a musical instrument such as a lyre or harp more to enhance the feeling of longing than to empart any formatted tune or melody. I wished it as haunting, wishful, and a little sad.