ILLUMINATION
you used to follow me
as though you sought me out
to watch over me
to tell me I was no longer alone
you reminded me
of the fullness of my life
hopes
dreams
my bright shiny future
In your presence
I opened my heart
consoled another’s
confessed my love
believed promises
and now
you follow
as if to taunt and tease
wherever I go I see you
over my shoulder
peering through the trees
peeking in my window
your presence
now illuminates
the void in my life
being alone
in vast nothingness
my hopes and dreams
eclipsed
by a broken heart
2011-06-15
P. Wanken
echoes from the silence 
beautiful but cruel temptation…. enjoy this so much…
everybody ever feel that, thought
include me… 😛
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Thank you so much–glad you enjoyed it. ~Paula
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So sad.
The ending of this reminds me of Bonnie Tyler’s “Total Eclipse Of The Heart”.
Thanks for sharing.
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Thanks for stopping by, Andy, and for commenting. I appreciate your visit.
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loneliness on a lunar scale – a fine piece
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Thanks for stopping by, Isabel. I appreciate your visit and your comment… ~Paula
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Paula, this is lovely, the changing perceptions of the ever-changing, yet ever-present moon. I also like the hints of meaning in your words – “fullness” and “void”. Very sad, but said beautifully: “your presence / now illuminates / the void in my life”.
Richard
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Thank you, Richard, for choosing to comment on this poem….your feedback is always helpful, and I wondered about some of my word choices. ~Paula
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Hauntingly sad, Paula. The change in tone, mid-stream is so effective. You’ve created something special with this one.
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Thank you, Kim…this one is a special one…written through lots of tears. ~Paula
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Sad and haunting, PW, & especially effective with the eclipse in the final stanza. Glad to see you’re still at it. Well done.
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Ron! Hello, my friend! Earlier today I was thinking that I hadn’t heard from you in a while…glad to know you’re still out there, too. 🙂 Thanks for your thoughts on this one…greatly appreciated. Don’t be so strange. Er, I mean, don’t be such a stranger! 🙂 ~Paula
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Beautiful piece.
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Thanks! 🙂 I appreciate your visit. ~Paula
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The wistfulness of this poem… as though it starts out in your youth and then, after some disappointments in life, looms large hectoring you. Moon as Luna and as pizza-faced pain in the ass, really!! (Sorry, moment of bitterness there…)
This was a lovely reminder that La Luna holds promise, but also has a face that watches us… thanks, Paula! Here’s mine, from a P.A. prompt:
http://sharplittlepencil.wordpress.com/2011/06/20/renatas-scarves/
Ever your faithful poetic bud, Amy
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Amy….Thank you for your comments…loved your “scarves” piece!! ~Paula
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I love the way you talk to the moon, and I can feel that broken heart…
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Thanks for this comment, Andy….for you (the reader) to feel what I do….wow. That means my words connected. Thanks!! ~Paula
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