Sleepless Moonlit Night

I can’t sleep tonight, but I don’t mind, at all.

I’m sitting in my terrace overlooking the beach, sipping a glass of wine, and listening to the sea swishing against the pebbled shore, while the moon playfully tickles the slippery surface with her cheeky, silvery smile.

I don’t want to sleep, because I don’t want this peaceful moonlit night to end.

I want to remember this waning summer moon, all through the cloudy winter months…

 

Moon 2

 

I wistfully remember Walter de la Mare’s poem, Silver, and irreverently decide to rewrite it with my sleepless inspiration…

 

Slowly, silently, now the moon
Walks the night in her silver shoon;
This way, and that, she peers, and sees
Silver jewels upon silver seas;
One by one the drops reflect
Her beams beneath their slippery waves;
Perched on a palm tree, like a date,
With claws of silver sleeps the gull;
From the shadowy sky, a bright light bleeps
Tail lights of a silent plane which sleeps.
A fishing boat floats smoothly by,
With silver lights, and silver eye;
And moveless fish in the water gleam,
By silver waves in a silver sea.

I may need a siesta tomorrow… but who cares about that on such a perfect night alone, with you…

11 thoughts on “Sleepless Moonlit Night

  1. Thank you:) I couldn’t get the rhyme right in the second stanza, but I just wanted to express the beauty and stillness the way in which De la Mere did. There’s something magical about the moon and the sea in summer nights.

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