Moon N' Me Comments

Very inspiring and encouraging poem....loved it....thank you for sharing :)

Very inspirational. Thank you for sharing.

This is a nice and thoughtful presentaion! The eternal moon is viewed in a variety of fashion through the different periods of our lives! But despite its waxaing and waning it continues to charm successive generations of men! 10! -Raj

A beautiful story of a life well lived. Loved it -! 10! ' Warm Wishes, Marilyn

beautiful write 10....

The poem is good but one need not die at 70.......atleast a century is require.......a good write.......

i loved it i have a moon tattoed on my back and when my grandpa died i looked at the moon at whole glance sooo i hold the moon close to are you realli 70? if sooo im 19 and i feel like im dying or gonna die soon i stand for a cause for a cause i shall fall mark my words i leave my words for you all

As i comment....my mouth is still wide open in a cry of WOW.......This is superb for me........superb ending too......well its superb all through..... Loved it.....on my favs........ ;)

very well written, and it takes you on a journey through time. from birth to death, we are with, and part of the moon. a ten

oh my, this is amazing, i've never read a poem like this before, very good, and unique, i like it. keep it up. you're a great poet, this poem says so.10+

A moonriver of life is your story and well done too the flow is good and thanks for the read of the Moon n' Me regards

talking to the moon and not talking to Li Bai....cannot be done....not possible for me at least... here have a look how he painted montage… Changgan Memories When first my hair began to cover my forehead, I picked and played with flowers before the gate. You came riding on a bamboo horse, And circled the walkway, playing with green plums. We lived together, here in Changgan county, Two children, without the least suspicion. When I was fourteen, I became your wife, So shy that still my face remained unopened. I bowed my head towards the shadowed wall, And called one thousand times, I turned not once. At 15 I began to lift my brows, And wished to be with you as dust with ashes. You always kept your massive pillar faith, I had no need to climb the lookout hill. When I was sixteen, you went far away, To Yanyudui, within the Qutang gorge. You should not risk the dangerous floods of May, Now from the sky, the monkeys cry in mourning. Before the gate, my pacing's left a mark, Little by little, the green moss has grown. The moss is now too deep to sweep away, And leaves fall in the autumn's early winds. This August, all the butterflies are yellow, A pair fly over the western garden's grass. I feel that they are damaging my heart, Through worrying, my rosy face grows old. When you come down the river from Sanba, Beforehand, send a letter to your home. We'll go to meet each other, however far, I'll come up to Changfengsha. Li Bai 701 – 762 AD (Tang Dynasty) A Chinese poet.-Over a thousand poems are attributed to him According to legend, he drowned in the Yangtze River, having fallen from his boat while drunk, trying to embrace the reflection of the moon.. Actually, Li Bai committed suicide as evidenced by his farewell poem. He was part of the select group of Chinese scholars called the 'Eight Immortals of the Wine Cup' And ur poem....its a very beautiful poem...and puts u through the stages of life....done very well indeed... a bit long.... yet perfectly in synch...probably can not be shortened... would loose much of its lazy...and romantic charm Lakshmi its a superb poem... u can be proud of it Very mature and scintillating. cheers and ur ten

the ageless moon...you adore the evergreen poetic symbol nicely in your well composed work Lakshmi...thanks...10

In different stages, well written verses........Great piece! 10++++++

a poem to cherish for the ages.. beautiful

I love the poem and the flow of ages.......many lifetimes10+

a beautiful poem with a wonderful flow...at all ages the young moon glows...wonderfully written...i take this into my favs