"February Moon" added February
25, 2005
"My Many
Tales of the Moon" by Joan Adams Burchell
Ten Favourites (all copyright)
Wonders of the Moon
The night is garbed in grandeur
as the moon lights up the sky;
It heightens all humility
as it kisses both heart and eye.
Its heavenly splendour shimmers
midst a spectacle of stars;
Reflections move the senses and
romance soars on past Mars.
Humbled by the beauty of that
moon, just hanging there,
We tiny creatures gaze in awe
with silent, honoured stare.
Ordinary landscapes are
sculpted lavishly
By Nature's rhythmic prelude
to perpetuity.
February
Moon
A full, round, harvest moon
arose in the cold winter sky;
The dark-orange beauty paled to white
before it rose up high.
In February's Canadian frigid cold,
we don't often just stand and stare.
Tonight was different - it was Winter art,
and Nature painted with care.
No cold alert, no frosty wind
kept the canvas from my fix;
I watched as the sky turned to midnight blue
at only half-past six.
I've written tales of the wondrous
moon
and tonight is no exception;
It looks down, gowned in all its glory -
pure, utter perfection.
Our Moon
Glorious moon, so round and white;
Thank you for smiling on me tonight.
You look so cold in the winter's dark sky
But your radiance leaves me with a warm sigh.
A perfect end to a wonderful day;
There are no new words I can think of to say.
I think I've said them all before
But tonight - it just seems so much more!
Winter's snow upon the ground;
'Your' radiance lighting all 'round.
I know my loved-ones see you, too;
That thought warms me through and through.
You make the distance between them
and me
Non-existant - just how it should be;
The miles melt and disappear
For you shine your light on all I hold dear.
Round and glorious winter moon;
Stay awhile - don't leave too soon.
Hearts need warming on this cold night;
Your love shines down and holds us tight.
Romance of the Moon
What do you see when you look at
the moon -
one that is round and full?
How do you keep your heart in your
chest
as it beats to a gravity pull?
Where are your thoughts as you
melt away
into the spectacle of night?
Who do you wish was there with
you
as you view the miraculous sight?
If you have answers to all the
above,
nature has accomplished her goal;
The wonder-of-the-moon has silently
opened
the window of your soul.
Reaction to the Moon
A full, painted moon hangs low
in the sky
giving a warm, orange glow;
a harvest moon brings memories
of lovers, long ago.
Two hearts beat as one, romance
filled the air
while the painted moon looked on;
Young couples stored their moments
in time
for when the moon was gone.
But the harvest moon kept coming
back
and, so, in fifty years
A heart will feel the glow that
warmed
through laughter and through tears.
Time never closes on good memories
and on love that was shared by
two
And the moon never stops romancing
us -
that's what it is meant to do.
The Secret Moon
The birth of the moon was slow
but sure,
aloft in the indigo sky.
Ripples, like sand upon the shore,
moved slowly right on by.
The full-round moon, clothed in
haze,
peeked out for me to see
Tonight's softly-glowing candle
look down and wink at me.
Encore
Why do the stars burn every night?
Why does the moon fill the night
with light?
Why does the sun warm the earth
through day,
And why does it help melt our troubles
away?
Without the stars, hearts wouldn't
dance;
Without the moon, we would lack
romance;
Without the sun, our earth would
be cold -
No soft strokes of colour blending
with bold.
Why can we picture these things
in our mind
When outwardly, to them, we all
seem blind?
Because at some time we've felt
or seen,
And beauty is a curtain call from
that scene.
Mystery of the Heavens
Stars dance 'round a full, white
moon
on a sky of midnight blue;
Art, so astronomical -
a truly magnificent view.
Mysteries of our universe
are there for us to see
As the canopy of heaven opens,
capturing heart and soul of me.
Optical Photo
Heavenly bodies light up the sky
on a background of midnight blue,
Like diamonds on rich velvet,
placed perfectly for our view.
The night is clear, the canvas
bold;
the lens in my eyes align.
I capture the vision, hold it close
to my heart -
another piece of heaven is mine.
Heart's Bridge
Misty moon so round and full,
looking down on me,
You shed your light through the
cloud
so all around can see.
Capturing the human heart,
mysterious you'll always be,
Bridging the gap of time and space
through all eternity.
Did I tell you that I was a "Moon
Child"?
Born July 19, 1932 - Yes, that long ago!
