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@ Sunday, Jun. 08, 2008 – 22:31:54
Oh crescent moon,
That shines outside my window,
I last saw you
Reflected in the Seine.
Between the towers of Notre Dame,
You smiled and watched me
Walking through
The Latin Quarter.
Behind the girders
Of the Eiffel Tower,
You winked at me,
Your light as white,
As the dome of Sacre Coeur.
Oh crescent moon,
That shone upon the Seine,
Why do you peer
Through branches, at my window?
Reminding me
That life can never be
That way again?
© Melinda Belynda
08 June 2008
kevinwilson
Pro 
Melinda_blog
Thanks 
Isn't that true of life?
is it the same moon?
Melinda_blog
Same moon, different sky.
In Japan they see a rabbit in the moon. They have special time when they go to see the moon. It is not rare for a Japanese to be proud of their moon and ask: "do you have such a moon where you come from"
Melinda_blog
And do we? 
It was an inspirational moon last night.
It forced me to write a poem when I just wanted to go to bed.
Two poems in one day - one inspired by the sun (indirectly), the other by the moon.
sounds like Yin and Yang
Melinda_blog
Order and chaos
la_spice
Lovely!
Melinda_blog
Thanks
I've been out watching it again. It's not so crescenty now, almost a half. Which means it'll be almost full when I'm a Bruxelles - something to look forward to - a full moon over the Grande Place
la_spice
Something to look forward to!
Night night 
Melinda_blog
True...
But after that? 
la_spice
After that who knows?
Enjoy the here and now 
Melinda_blog
who indeed?
Fair comment!
Has to be better than crying for the moon...
la_spice
Much better!
Melinda_blog
... only sometimes, you/I just can't help it 
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that's lovely and sad at the same time.