September moon

I stand by my window:  red skin  

As heat coils on last summer day

Lingering sweet as nectarines  

I lay down pen & verses – stay

As tonight is harvest moon, pinned

So low in sky, orange bouquet -   

Let’s celebrate, I say.   You grin-

Light spills – sunset, moonrise, flaming

    

Each seed, each grain, a wine so sin-

Fully lush, we collect & weigh   

These nights as silvered gems, claiming

Them as ours, one-of-a-kind   – stay  
  

I sway

 into the night:  plump orange

A pearl drop above thick maple trees, 

Or a mirage,  silvered  grey  as my hair 

I take out  my  white veil,  now  worn  frail

There is a time to forget,  letting  tides  fall

But tonight, when moon wraps the sky, 

luminous purple,   radiant  bride, 

Remembering is all 

you  

Posted for D'verse Poets Pub  -  Tonight is the harvest moon ~

Poetry form:  tetrameter-trimeter ballad form, using the rhyme scheme: ABAB, ABAC, ABCB.

And 55 moon-lit words for the G-man ~  Thanks for the visit ~

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