Saturday, June 8, 2013

Nightwatch

we climb out of our cars, straining 
to see the last harvest of full moon. 
The trees are silent as we're counting

each grain weaving across the dark sky-
each light sliding, skating the lagoon-
each verse stitching like a neat bow tie-

lustrous is canvas unveiling, awed 
are we to witness this feat: scooped,  swooned,
lifted like a gem - a night unflawed !



 


Posted for Imaginary Garden with Real Toads - Nocturna poem and theme - I am hosting this mini-challenge this weekend.

Poetry form:  This is a 9 line poem (3 tercets) linked by the rhyme of the centre line. I have kept the 9 syllables per line (instead of 10) and have followed the rhyme scheme:  a. b. a. c. b. c. d. b. d.

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Photo credit:  here

37 comments:

  1. Great pic and as you say, would sure leave one in awe with such a display, happy saturday

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  2. counting each grain weaving across the night sky...what a cool line that is!!!! i love the night and your imagery is amazing....very cool grace...was right there...in awe. smiles.

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  3. So beautiful, Grace. To witness a full moon on a clear night really awes! I like 'lifted like a gem - a night unflawed.'

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  4. nice! looks like a fun form, thank you for introducing it, Grace.

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  5. beautiful description and reading it at night, just leaves you in its awe....

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  6. This is so beautiful! I can't do the preferred form so am in awe of your form as much as your poetry!

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  8. a night unflawed! yours is a luminous nocturna.

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  9. Very beautiful in form, content and style. The picture is the perfect compliment to your post.

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  10. "lustrous is canvas unveiling, awed"
    my favorite line, I think but I know there are many in close tie...wow and I agree with, Kerry, perfect picture for this!! Excellent and thank you for hosting this challenge!! :)

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  11. ... 'a night unflawed' ~ a poem unflawed.

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  12. I agree wit hHelen ... unflawed = perfection!!

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  13. Oh, so beautiful, Grace. I agree with Helen and Sam. Unflawed indeed.
    I sure enjoyed writing mine, with a photo from our last holiday, and postable to a camera meme as well. Bonus!
    I think I could learn to enjoy the Nocturna.
    K

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  14. life seems truly beautiful in these splendid moments.

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  15. Your images open my heart! What an ode to night! Thank you. Skating Lights!

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  16. Such a beautiful scene you paint with your words.

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  17. the last harvest of full moon..... swoon :)

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  18. Very lovely nocturna, and it goes perfectly with the photo.

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  19. hmm.. love the imagery, it flows nicely. and I agree, goes nicely with the photo.

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  20. I really like the line
    "the trees are silent as we are counting"
    beautiful.

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  21. ethereal and lovely. I especially like the second stanza.

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  22. A harvest, a lagoon, a canvas!! This poem has it all. A marriage of imagination and words!!

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  23. This is so serene..The moon has such attraction to all of us. This so beautifully speaks of that attraction.

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  24. Oh, this was so lovely. I felt like I was gazing up and taking it in right along side you. Just gorgeous (I'm partial to the moon). :)

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  25. Ah! picture perfect this is. very scenic drinking in the beauty of the moonlit night!

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  26. And in following you own scheme you did honor to the moon and those that look up long enough to witness her ever watching strength.

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  27. This is so beautiful! I absolutely LOVE the closing line!

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  28. I really enjoyed the photo, it is a very large photo of the full moon which adds to the poem. I like the image of the light skating over the lagoon. There is really a feeling that everything is in place and everything is exactly where it should be when reading this poem.

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