Tuesday, March 3, 2009

Inspire Me Thursday: Moon

Thy beauty haunts me heart and soul,

Oh, thou fair Moon, so close and bright;

Thy beauty makes me like the child

That cries aloud to own thy light:

The little child that lifts each arm

To press thee to her bosom warm.

Though there are birds that sing this night

With thy white beams across their throats,

Let my deep silence speak for me

More than for them their sweetest notes:

Who worships thee till music fails,

Is greater than thy nightingales.

William Henry Davies


  1. Oh, I love those words. I do love to gaze upon the moon on warm summer nights! Is the painting yours? I like it.

  2. Hi Cris ~ I found this poem and fell in love with it, too. And yes, the painting is mine. I need a better photo - haven't mastered that yet. Thanks for stopping by!

  3. Pearle, I love your description of yourself. Check out my blog, www.kcspuprleblog.blogspot.com I think you may be interested in my poem about how I am Purple. :)

  4. This is so nice, and the poem works so well with this piece and adds a nice touch. Welcome to IMT!

  5. The moon does hold such magic.
    Love your painting.

  6. beautiful painting and the poem is such a good choice to go with it