Thursday, 27 June 2013

What we'll tell the moon





the moon rises from the waters-
   full-shaped, dark lilac scented-
   perfect chalice on our lips

the moon lies perfectly still
   tightly curled as spring buds -
   our fingertips taste the dew like bees-      

the moon peals away the pretense
    & careful neat choices- we lean in
    as mirrors do:   
    cheek to cheek, hip to hip arching-

the moon cleaves this night to two -
   one to savor as delicate wine-
   then to rage like storm split sky

the moon bears the sum of us-
    crest & fall of tide, swallowing each season
    like oysters-   
    so why do we keep slipping through the slits-

the moon leaps between us
   fickle yellow as cut summer blooms,
   wilting in the climbing celsuis –

the moon rains our faces-
    steady as a birthing star-
    until we tilt, parallel axis, towards the morning-


Posted for D'verse Poets Pub - Anaphora poems -Thanks for the visit ~

39 comments:

  1. nice...love your use of the moon...and some great phrasing...cleaves the night in two....the soft and the fierce...i like the one right before it though, peeling away the pretense....that stanza is really cool...some interesting pondering as well...the slipping through slits question...nicely done grace...smiles.

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  2. i like your subtle repetition of the moon in this and all he does and your reaction to it..love the leaning in like mirrors do..the moon lying still and then leaping...nice

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  3. The moon can sure swell desire, unless it is a full moon that makes you want to pull the alarm labeled fire..lol

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    1. Full moon, supermoon ~ Thanks Pat ~

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  4. Grace, this is just exquisite--so many "delicious" images. I especially like how you incorporate synesthesia as well as anaphora.

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    1. Thank you for the wonderful challenge Victoria ~ I am working to use all the tools I have learned in my writing ~

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  5. The moon is such a great word to repeat.. like many haiku with variations ... each giving its own feeling. I love it... I got caught already in the lilac scent

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    1. Countless meanings for the moon ~ Thanks Bjorn ~

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  6. i never tire of the moon and love how you've brought the facets of it into aspects of relationship. really brilliant...like the supermoon itself!

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    1. I was actually thinking of the recent supermoon ~ Thanks Jane ~

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  7. Gosh! What a capering and fickle moon! Still only for a second, and therefore a wonderful metaphor for the passion that peaks and fades--or the passion that renews itself each day's end. A compelling narrative, exquisitely adorned.

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    1. Thank you Susan ~ Moon is a great metaphor for all/many things~

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  8. ah, luxurious luna from Heaven :) ~ M

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  9. Wonderful choice of repetition - beautiful.

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  10. Really beautiful, Grace, especially this:
    "the moon cleaves this night to two -
    one to savor as delicate wine-
    then to rage like storm split sky"

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  11. "our fingertips taste the dew like bees" The most delicious shudder slid down my back when I read this....

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  12. Feel the moon so beautifully used as various meanings throughout the poem in addition to the meanings of the moon. Hope that made sense. Lovely poetry!

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  13. dark lilac scented.... so sensual!

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  14. Love the moon... this is great, Grace... especially the moon cleaves this night to two.

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  15. loved the personality you gave to the moon... i'll be looking for it tonight

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  16. Oh, as one poet writes, " I wish I hadn't written that."
    Beautiful read.

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  17. This is beautiful, Grace. Anaphora works wonders with this poem. I do think sometime I have a love affair with the moon....perhaps many do. LOL.

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  18. Cleaves is one of my favorite words! this is an excellent poem.

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  19. This is really beautiful Grace. I enjoyed your opening and closing stanzas especially.

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  20. This has a beautiful gentleness to it.

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  21. "....the moon peels away the pretense..." gorgeous Grace - the entire piece.

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  22. Nice entering,Grace-you meet us like hospitable host-after only first stanza we already have taste of your moon 'lilac scented',and other wonderful meanings of moon bring us to the morning,but make anticipate the return of moon...

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  23. so beautiful- each stanza filled with moonlight - lovely K

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  24. This is incredible Heaven, I get some seriously wonderful vibes from this, just beautiful.

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  25. The moon is heavenly. It invokes lots of beauty and goodness though in reality it's just bare rocks. Great take Grace!

    Hank

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  26. I like the metaphor of the moon for love - mysterious, gentle, beautiful, and romantic, powerful even.

    Your words made beautiful images. :-) Happy weekend, Grace.

    ~Imelda

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  27. The repetition works super well here and a lovely close especially - really nice, Grace. Have a great weekend. k.

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  28. I love your play on words, Heaven. Have a beautiful weekend!!

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