Moonlit Soliloquy

By Caroline Louise Forsythe

With an aim of leaving a legacy for her family, Forsythe penned and compiled more than thirty distinct pieces of poetry at its finest in Moonlit Soliloquy. From the subtle lines of Snowfall to the nostalgic verses of The Overcoat, Forsythe has composed a neat symphony of melodic chords and rhapsody.

Moonlit Soliloquy is the author's way of understanding the unknown and embracing the unseen. Forsythe has surely come up with an amazingly good read that is at equal turns poignant and quiescent.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Nov 23, 2011
• ISBN: 9781465383716

Caroline Louise Forsythe

Carolne Louise Forsythe has composed creatively since childhood and her poetry and prose have been published in literary journals. A graduate of Boston University, she resides in Natick, Massachusetts with her husband and they are the parents of three daughters.

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Copyright © 2011 by Caroline Louise Forsythe.

Library of Congress Control Number:          2011960666

ISBN:                      Hardcover                      978-1-4653-8370-9

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Contents

Contemplation

Moonlit Soliloquy

Garden Song

Passage

Pensive Thoughts on a

Summer Day

Clouds

Bus Stop

Stepping Out

Once I Wore an Amethyst Gown

Elegy

Snowfall

The Overcoat

The Unspoken

Yesteryear

To a Child

Adriana’s Song

Survivor

Denial

Concerto

Insomnia

Incident

Cobweb

Musing

Artifice

Memory

August Angst

Autumn Memories

Images

Soft Now

Encounter

Voyage

For George

Epitaph

Contemplation

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A cup of hot tea in a sunlit room,

a spread of color from potted plants,

an open book discarded, the last notes

of a Brahms symphony fallen away,

and memories that are toasty and warm

for company.

Words begin to tumble and fall in a quiet head

that is tuning up like the instrument it is,

and as clothes in a dryer, they come together, fall apart,

assemble, dissemble, scatter, fall together; delete, review, and edit.

Impatient to take on a life of their own,

they become the very words you see here on these pages.

Moonlit Soliloquy

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It was not so long ago

that we laughed endlessly.

My ears were full with the sound,

and a torrent ran from my dancing eyes.

With a feathered touch, your lips, warm and gentle, tracked

on my upturned face the path of the tears,

and I waited for your mouth to brush mine

and propel us far beyond that single kiss.

Overwhelmed by desire,