Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Poetry Helping

The Moon And I

I love to walk on a summer night
with the moon above shining bright
with me in a sullen melancholic plight.

The night would be drab
with you out of sight
but I must cast aside
nagging thoughts out of mind
So why must i ponder over yesterday's flight
when here is the moon hunting me with its light?

By Elizabeth Acostakuntz
(c) April 1968 by Elizabeth Punsalan Acosta

2 comments:

  1. from the author: Actually,this was the first poem that I wrote and I submitted it to Poetry.com and got recognized by them. Then they invited me to attend their symposium in California which sadly i was not able to attend. They published this poem and from then on I was recognized all over the world. Thanks to Poetry.com!

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  2. They made me also International Ambassador of Poetry! Isn't it great to be recognized?

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