Gentle is the Day

Gentle is the Day

By J.Lynne Moore

A gentle day upon the earth,
Carries no foolishness in it’s girth.

The sun rides the rainbow high,
And bids the clouds a fare good-bye.

Her sibling, the moon softly embraces,
The horizon to awaken heaven’s blessed graces.

The verdure springs up, joyfully high,
In the healthy glow of an amber sky.

It’s want and will to rejuvenate,
The sleeping world from its winter state.

The weather’s humor is never lost,
As each new day brings warmth from the frost.

Nature’s honesty is beyond compare;
Shall we all remember to treat her with care.

© 2016 -2017 Cashmere Illusions.blog /J.Lynne Moore All Rights Reserved

Forbidden

Forbidden

By J.Lynne Moore

Dance with my reflection,
The one I see in your eyes.
Tell me how I am perfect,
And other beautiful lies.

Wander not from this moment;
For the future is unseen.
Love me with your wicked ways,
Cut lose your noble mien.

Let’s give the gossips fodder,
To chew on in the night.
While caution eats the crow,
We will love until it’s trite.

© 2016 -2017 Cashmere Illusions.blog /J.Lynne Moore All Rights Reserved