Wednesday, June 10, 2015

Moon

black&white

A light in the moon by Silke Otto-Knapp


Wistful in your rising into sallow night,
holding to horizon as you draw yourself,
up into the dusted, fading drift of sky;
so is moon then placed on heaven's shelf.

Subtle is your dance of yellowed light,
caressing edge and form of all below,
redolent and making darkness bright;
fears dispelled of that we do not know.

Softer is your touch than shining day,
gentler is the face you bring to earth,
wiser is the gift of hallowed gaze;
watching over dreams as they do birth.

Visions creep at edges bare revealed,
hiding from the truth you would display,
sun now lost and for the hours is sealed;
lunacy  does beckon, leads us all astray.



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13 comments:

  1. I love the way the moon is cool, I think the sun is sometimes too bright to live in.. we seek it's gentle shadow... and there in the darkest of the night we find us lead astray.. maybe it's the sun that play with reflected light a little bit like Plato's cave... hmm you got me thinking.

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  2. so is moon then placed on heaven's shelf.
    Subtle is your dance of yellowed light,
    caressing edge and form of all below,

    Lunacy seemingly mentioned in adverse circumstance at times is always there though shying away from view.Emotionally the moon can be looked upon to be friendly. Great lines Roslyn!

    Hank

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  3. Hmm what if the whole world goes lunatic in the night................spell of moon..............

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  4. "Wistful in your rising"
    "as you draw yourself"

    Love that!

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  5. Written so well I did not notice the rhyme at first. You really investigated the aspects of lunar lore, personalizing that dusty rock; gave it a goddess vibe; I like the lovely line /watching over dreams as they do birth/. As to lunacy, well, hell, we all need a little madness in our night music.

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  6. I hope not for the lunacy but I do admire this part best:

    Softer is your touch than shining day,
    gentler is the face you bring to earth,
    wiser is the gift of hallowed gaze;
    watching over dreams as they do birth.

    Thanks for linking up with D'verse ~

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  7. Very well written. I love the images in the third stanza --my favourite.

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  8. Beautiful work within the form that lends it such a classical feel. Love the dark/light contrast.

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  9. I admire the moon, "placed on heaven's shelf" but beware of the "lunacy [that] does beckon"...excellent expose of the moon in all her soft and subtle glory!

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  10. Ah.. imagine life.. Sun returning.. not knowing
    sure... Imagine life.. Moon may
    be.. sky light.. alone...
    Stars twinkle
    beauty.. not
    else of
    use..
    Knowing
    Moon's
    blessings..
    appreciating
    Sun much more..:)

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  11. Nice imagery of day and night. I like the fears dispelled in the light of the sun and the lunacy that leads astray in the dark of night. Peace, Linda

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  12. I do enjoy a moon poem and this one is lovely. I like the thought of the moon watching over dreams as they give birth. Hopefully, those dreams will grow with each moon phase.

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