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Moonshine Blindness

by Graeme Fielden

i saw your eyes
shining like the moons first beam

mooshine atlantic at midnight strike

dancing the eddy between the milkway's passage

and the edges of time...


your soft spoken words
healing the waters of cyclone strike

sunshine on flood; your springfed touch

feeding the sand to make it soil...

your tender touch
bandaged the wounds of the past

safety the clasp of your hand

strength. yet fragile as a flower...

03/14/2003

Posted on 03/14/2003
Copyright © 2026 Graeme Fielden

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Melina Raven Maness Diebold on 03/14/03 at 12:32 AM

A lovely imaginative trip! Thanks so much, Mina...

Posted by John Ilotan on 05/27/03 at 04:40 PM

Fantastic beauty in a dreamy poem. I enjoyed this like a romantic sleepwalk. Very nice work.

Posted by Max Bouillet on 07/03/03 at 02:58 PM

The imagery in this piece is vivid and brilliant. I love the way the stanzas build on light, water, soil and culminates in flower. These earthy images really amplify the theme. Great poem.

Posted by Jeanne Marie Hoffman on 07/17/03 at 02:42 AM

Dreamy and romantic

Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 03/16/04 at 01:42 AM

Truly eloquent words sir that I'm sure will stand the test of time in any lass' heart.

Posted by Michele Schottelkorb on 05/06/04 at 07:42 AM

ah, the blossoming of moon-fed roses... a love poem... beautiful, graeme... blessings...

Posted by Deborah S Regan on 09/14/04 at 05:56 PM

wonderful poem

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