nedful things

I was trying to edit this post to clear up a punctuation mark that was annoying me and for some reason all the comments vanished.

Thank you to thoe who commented, sorry to have lost your fine words. It seems to be working again or at least if it leaves this comment, I will assume it is working again. :)

The beautiful stars that we see from afar, they provide us with light,yet where is their warmth? These stars perhaps are long dead yet not so our wonderful Poet. Your poetry may contain the desolate wintry days and yet also speaks of light, dark and the warmth of a summer day. It is alive.
Glennie

Thank you Glenni, you always leave such lovely comments.

Ned,
This is such a fresh statement on the Harvest Moon, deeper and more thoughtful than the faux poetry that Clive rails on about. The poet seems to have no special affection for the moon, endowing the stars with attachment and life-like qualities.

I particularly like the deeper layer where you seem to be comparing the state of your soul to both the moon and the stars by how you talk about what you would do IF your soul could speak. I say that because that thought seems reflected in how the stars shiver in the lack of warmth from the moon.

Liz:

Thank you, an elegant and eloquent comment. I appreciate you having thought about the poem so deeply.

In looking at the night sky, I am always reminded that some of those twinkling lights we see are from stars that went dark millions of years ago and their light travels such distances to reach us that we are only seeing it now.

The fire within, might easily traverse such distances, might burn as brightly, if it could be so released.

This is one of the best tributes to the season and deeper things that I've read.

easywriter

Easywriter:

Coming from such a talented writer as you are, who has such an ability to paint with words as you do, I take that as a great compliment.

Well lost comment or not, this is a beautiful poem and even though I don't entirely remember what I said before, this one is worth commenting to again

keep up the great work Ned
Janus

Thanks Janus, I appreciate that you came back to comment again after my blunder. I am glad you liked it.

I've never seen a "harvest moon" in real life, but in your poem, I could just picture what it is really like. It seems like such a regal character.

This is really interesting, especially the part where you share your thoughts of the soul and compare it with the stars. And you havethe truth about stars, that indeed some of them are probably not actually there anymore, yet their light still shines. Then at the end, we see the moon again, and the stars shivering. Stars flickering could be seen as shivering, I can see that now. :)

Liz,
The harvest moon is huge, especially early in the evening when it first comes up and it is larger than the sun and low on the horizon, it shines a yellow-gold like the sun, but doesn't lighten the sky or warm you.

It is very beautiful though.

I've come to this poem late (as usual), Ned, but it's nonetheless a lovely piece, with a tonal quality that's just beautiful. It reminds me of some of the poems of Jane Kenyon.

Sorry, Ned, that comment above is mine. I forget my own name quite often these days. Senior moments!

Ken

http://strangerken.blogspot.com

I guessed it was you Ken. Thanks for coming by and glad you liked this one. I am afraid I don't know Jane Kenyon. I should get out more, I think.

Thank you for commenting on my prose thoughts about the moon's significance to me. Your vivid words glow and paint a series of indeligible images. Their sound is an experience to savor. Your thoughts are intense. A masterfully crafted poem! SilverMoon (I created a reader account but it doesn't want to work. I'll try again. I'm usually fine with computer stuff- sorry!) www.SilkenThreads18.blog.com

Indelible not my typo "indeligible."
Very sorry this posted 3 times. Emailed you about what I think happened. Hope you can delete the extraneous ones easily. I shall be more careful using this comment system.

I fixed it easily Silvermoon and thank you so much for taking the time to leave such a great comment. It was after I left that comment on your blog that I had that moon image in my head and couldn't shake it until it came out here, in a poem.

The great thing about the blogosphere, is how we get inspiration from each other, sometimes in images, sometimes other blogs and other writers just spark ideas.

Thank you for the lovely comment and I see you have been to another post, so I will rush over there to read.