Winter night dark and brutal
Skywatcher trembles
for first love is hard.
What lunatic waits to be jilted
by a girl he never laid eyes on?
For Poets United
Waiting for Luna
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Life in Verse, Prose & Visuals
Winter night dark and brutal
Skywatcher trembles
for first love is hard.
What lunatic waits to be jilted
by a girl he never laid eyes on?
For Poets United
Comments are closed.
I am that luna-tic! Wonderful poem!
I’m glad you like it, Susan! Thank you. 🙂
Skywatcher has to endure that 🙂
Endure, he must. 🙂
Wonderful and epic in feel, Khaya.
Thank you dear, Diana.
I love it, Khaya!
Thank you, Sherry!
Better to have loved and lost than never to have trembled at all!
True that!
Fellow lunatic here. LOVE it.
Lovely! 🙂
Oh I love this!❤️ First love is indeed the hardest and the most memorable ☺️
Yes, firs love is most memorable as well. Lovely to see you here, dear Sanaa. Thank you!
I like it!
Much appreciated, Yvonne!
That is the foolishness of man as the need is greater that reason, yet the quest has taken us to realms previously unkown.
Oh yes, the need is greater than reason. Thank you Robin for reading.
Love ‘skywatcher’.
Thank you, Sara!
This is good!!! Love this Khaya! Big Hugs!
Thank you dear, Stacy. Big Hugs!
The “inconstant moon”, eh? She refused to put in an appearance for me last night – well, actually, was prevented by cloud – but still I always watch for Her.
She has her favourites but we can always hope for a glimpse.
Q. What kind of lunatic waits to be jilted by a girl he has never laid eyes on?
A. The true poet
Loved this poem. Wowzer !
Thank you Rall, you made my day. I’m smiling. 🙂
Oh yes, first love can be hard, and exhilarating too. 🙂
True on both accounts. 🙂
Perhaps just temporary insanity caused by the changeable moon…Love this Khaya! 🙂
Hope so too, Ally. Thank you. 🙂
The hardest, the yummiest, and the strangest all in one…
A wild thing, I say! 🙂
Luna can be tricky.
Yes, indeed.
Pure magic, Khaya and one that invites questioning, reasoning where perhaps there are no answers or clarity! Beautiful.
You made me smile, Annika. Thank you!
She was my first love… my father could never live up to my expectations when I asked him to take down the moon…
Oh, my word! Take down the moon? Who could live up to such an expectation! 🙂
I was that lunatic. In love with the idea of love..
Look at what love can do! Thank you for reading, Eric.