I stopped at the top of the stairs
And swallowed your stare
I didn’t know if you could be
The straight ray of a moon beam
The skin of a melon
Seems so smooth
But closer inspection
Shows up cracks and grooves
And so I chase a shadow
It always escapes me
It’s elusive in nature
Always out of reach
Shadows in the late afternoon. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
I really enjoyed the word play in this poem, Andy.
I love this.
Very beautiful.
Thanks!
Very nice.
intriguing, whimsical and just plain fun
what a beauty,loved it
Another winner, Andy.
Swallowed your stare – wonderful line. Thanks
The imagery in your poem is wonderful!
…a bit like this poem! I like it, but I’m not quite sure why. Neat but mysterious.