Sunday Strange microfiction challenge 12th March 2017

No clues then Jane. It’s a lovely painting though.

On a night like this,
I am weightless and free,
You drift on the moonlight,
Oh please, wait for me!
Your pace increases,
Can’t you hear me calling?
I can’t keep up,
I feel I’m falling.
Silver stars twinkle
In this sky of rich blue,
My feet kiss the water
As I try to follow you.
Distance becomes greater
You disappear from sight,
Perhaps it’s
not time yet
For my soul to take flight.



About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! Due to a nightmare of a house sale in 2014, 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat until April 2017. We made strong friendships both on and off the water, and enjoyed swan and duck families for neighbours. Sadly times change and we now reside in a small bungalow a short distance from the beach on the Lincolnshire coast.
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8 Responses to Sunday Strange microfiction challenge 12th March 2017

  1. It’s a lovely poem, so delicate and dreamy 🙂 Goes perfectly with the painting.

  2. Michael says:

    I think you’ve written a lovely piece in response to the image Di…well done..

  3. Sangbad says:

    I unison with both Jane & Michael…it’s a lovely poem you had wrote…

  4. I like this. I like the way the tone shifts a little, from romantic to slightly uneasy.

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