eclipse by anelephantcant
she clambers over the headland
crawls slow above the Med
takes time before emerging
a moon massive and red
she rises gaining brightness
dispersing what enshrouds
begins to send her radiance
through angry darkened clouds
even as they cede their grey space
reluctantly it seems
the great disk is a harbinger
of nightmares more than dreams
she sits now in the heavens
her glaring face derides
the puny earth that trembles
robbed by rebellious tides
we watch her colour changing
to a dull and sullen brown
I reach to you for comfort
your heart has long closed down
tonight the summer ended
as if it sank into the sea
the shadow cast across the moon
eclipsed your love for me
anelephantcant 
Yes, well done!!!
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Thank you, sir.
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Once again, you show your soft side, AnElephant! An aching heart is most often the muse to bring such lovely words forth.
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Soft side, my big pink bum!
But thank you for the appreciation.
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You can’t fool me one bit!
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Beautifully written as always Brian 🙂
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Thank you, Roxi, always good to see you here.
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Triste et beau.
I watched that brownish red moon, a bloody moon, inch in and out of clouds as Orion looked on, master of the pre-dawn sky and Venus smiled. I sat in the darkness thinking of other moons and closed doors. There are echoes of primal fears in my heart when a red moon glows.
Your poem brought that moment back to life. I found it quite moving.
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It was a strange night, and the Med behaved very oddly.
It took a while to settle afterwards too.
In fact the weather has been off since then, and it was, I believe, the end of summer.
Glad it touched you, Em.
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Très beau poème Brian! Bises 🙂
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Merci Gys.
Mais qui est Brian?
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Un tendre ami 🙂
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Dear Elephant,
The pink one is an incurable romantic. Your sweet poem leaves me with a tear.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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And AnElephant with an aching heart.
Thank you, dear lady
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❤
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