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A Walk At Night
She’s clothed in light when she appears;
Freckles speck her argent skin.
Her dazzling smile is bright tonight,
A lamp to earth’s unhurried spin.
I gaze at her ascending form
And smile at her flirtatious ways.
The times she hides behind a cloud
While bathing in her lover’s rays.
For endless times, she’s danced the nights
As waking stars relight the skies.
She walks with couples strolling by
And shares the glow her beau supplies.
Around me ring the songs of life,
Cacophonies that please the mind.
Above, I see applauding stars;
They seem like fireflies entwined.
My grateful eyes return to her,
Now fully bright, like beaming brides.
It brings to mind the one I love,
The girl in whom my heart resides.
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Lovely As You
Oh, a poem as lovely as you,
No poet wrote for eyes to view.
Not Burns nor Blake, not even Keats,
Though pens have bled on countless sheets.
And though I’ve searched both high and low,
No lyric shares your wondrous glow.
I think, perhaps, a lengthy prose
May capture half your glowing rose.
And yet, I know it will not hold
The salient beauty I behold.
But still, I search in case you go,
So words may ease that day of woe.
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Inner Beauty
Alas, my flower’s glow begins to fade,
And all that I can do is share her fate.
Her lustrous eyes display a dimmer shade,
Surrendering to time their lively state.
Her supple petal wilts and pales with age,
And gone are all the days that time betrayed.
Although I’ve loved the turning of each page,
It saddens me to see the tolls she’s paid.
But time cannot erase the bond we hold
Or change the inner grace that she displays.
That charm, which aging eyes can still behold,
Has sealed for endless days my loving gaze.
__So even if her beauty fades with time,
__My flower’s inner grace remains sublime.
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Angel L. Villanueva is a poet and a USPS mail carrier residing in Massachusetts.
Some lovely personification in A Walk At Night. My fave line – ‘As waking stars relight the skies’.
Lovely As You examines the search for the perfect words for a poem to describe the poet’s true love – we all know what the result will be, but a great journey, Angel, and as the journey continues, a fine wrap.
With Inner Beauty, the extended metaphor of the fading flower works well. The poem has a great turn that completely changes the mood of the poem, uplifts the reader – and what a wonderful final couplet.
Thank you, Paul. With ‘A Walk at Night’, I tried to capture a moment of quietude we all have experienced at one time or another, in this case, while taking a walk at night. It was my aim with ‘Inner Beauty’ to show that the true beauty of our mate does not fade. I’m glad you felt the turn was successful in changing the mood of the reader. I very much appreciate your feedback, Paul. Each poem was written for my wife. Though she is not really into poetry, each one has brought a smile to her face. That, for me, is enough.
All three are lovely, Angel, and so is your name, first and last.
Thank you, JD. That is very kind of you.
Well done, Angel!
Thank you, Cheryl.
I was captivated by all three poems, Angel! You have not only well-described the moon and its beauty but linked her form to the form of your beloved in the last stanza, which is a lovely expression! “Lovely As You” emanates a Victorian essence, especially with the line: I think, perhaps, a lengthy prose, may capture half your glowing rose. I like the perfect metre in “Inner Beauty” and the strong and clear message, to boot. It’s always a pleasure to read your poems. God bless!
“A Walk at Night” is a playful and relaxed moon-viewing poem, with many pleasant details. It gives a feeling of double happiness in nature with the viewer’s capacity to appreciate it, and in recollection of the girl the poet loves. We could almost call her “the woman in the moon,” but you, Angel, correct that impression with the unexpected final line, “the girl in whom my heart resides.” It’s a lovely statement showing the walker to be secure in his heart’s disposition, however the moon may change.
The sonnet “Inner Beauty” is full of interior wonder. “I’ve loved the turning of each page” is a superb line about life together. I’m convinced that, whatever the degree of the lady’s faded beauty, she has always had inner beauty as her most important characteristic.