Poems

Hi everyone,
These are some poems I'm looking to enter at Fair. I'm posting them for feedback, and I'm way open to criticism. Let me know what you think:

The Moon

A vast sea or darkness flooded with pinpoints of light stretches before me, and a great silver globe suspended perfectly, a sphere observing the black silhouettes of night. She hangs there by herself, though amongst the stars she is alone, a great white-silver orb on a canvas of black. She is alone in the heavens and I am alone on the earth.

I am drenched in a clear, cool spring water not of this world on a crisp autumn night. The great sphere is far above me as I bask in the silver rays of her light. She surpasses the beauty of all. Tranquility lays about her, in the form of an empty sea adorning her surface, and of a garment of soft peaceful light.

She is hidden in a shroud of silver, veiled in a soft, translucent light, clear as a spring morning. She is not like the sun, shedding garish light wherever he chooses to leave it, instead she wears a mantle of gentleness. Under her light the first elves sang of their awakening. She leaves beauty on everything she touches, and knows no evil or impurity. She scorns the sun, and he would scorch her but he cannot look upon the beauty. He is helpless to mar her.

Beams of her light fall softly, gently to the world below, and all who look upon her in her hour are changed, and ever afterwards love the night. Silence is here and my unspoken thoughts move noiselessly up to the listening heavens. Dark shapes trees line the horizon where earth meets endless void, stretching their towering heights up to her brilliance. She is a circle filled to her brim with light that shines out from her every surface, a Light in the Darkness, piercing the shadows and purging the soul.

Twilight

The black outlines of trees and hills are barely visible, silhouetted against the pale sky, slowly fading as evening turns to night. The first few stars peep out of their blanker of darkness, slowly emerging and waiting for their fellows to join them. Some chase each other in a joyful frolic of star-showers to help pass the long night. But it is not long—not with so much to observe!

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