An Ode To The Moon
written by: Boris Simonovski
@VolkashinPoet
As I lay atop the mountain
reminiscing of my past rendezvous,
those visions have been a product
of Your conjuring, my lovely Moon.
The reflection of Your glistening armor
brings glory to the stars.
Your supreme reign is before us,
during the darkest of hours.
Such beauty unseen before
provoking unrest in the Ocean,
His endless cry for your hand
creates a new peninsula.
As anger overcomes him,
He will never possess Your grace.
Oh, sweet Moon
nor the Mighty ocean,
nor we, the humans,
will get the chance to hold you, naked in our palms.
Boris Simonovski is an undergraduate of English Language and Literature major in the University of Ss. Cyril and Methodius in Skopje, Macedonia. His poems have appeared in "Black Bough Poetry" and will also appear in the upcoming anthologies of 2019 and 2020 "Oriental Prism 3" and "Oceans of Emotions".
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