Monday, November 1, 2021

Waning crescent moon, Nov. 1

 

garden bed sighs

of dead petals & fallen leaves


we let the echoes of

departing birds 


pingpong our words

as daylight careens into shadows


and veil our tawdry  

sunflower-lit crown


let's scarf down 

into the autumnal darkness


& slow dance under

second-hand star lights 



Posted for dVerse Poets Pub- Quadrille, hosted by Lillian Hallberg.  This is a 44 word post with the chosen word, careen.  Thanks for the visit.  

26 comments:

  1. Ah Grace, I adore the scene you've painted here. our "tawdry sunflower-lit crown"....the scarf...a slow dance under second-hand star lights. Sigh.
    And I have always been meaning to ask you about the photo you have as your blog header. Did you take it? Is it near you?

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  2. This is absolutely stunning, Grace!πŸ’πŸ’ I especially love the "echoes of departing birds." November is truly a time for autumnal darkness.

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  3. Haven't read your work for a while. You haven't missed a note since. One's inspired.

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  4. I really love the scene you have painted... there is a sadness in autumn that is so very present now at All-saints day.

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  5. Luv how you imaged the winding down of 2021

    Have a nice Monday

    MuchπŸ’›love

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  6. Grace- I love the images your words create- beautiful!

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  7. Very charming and lyrical. I did not find it sad, but rather nostalgic.

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  8. "daylight careens" - I love this - daylight is one of the very last things I would think of putting together with the word "careen" ... how beautiful.

    -David [ben Alexander]

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  9. So evocative, loved the imagery, especially the brilliant wordplay in "veil our tawdry sunflower-lit crown" πŸ‘πŸ‘

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  10. Such lovely words and evocative images. Bittersweet.
    I was surprised to hear a pre-dawn bird chorus this morning when I went out walking.

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  11. loved the images this brought to mind

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  12. Each couplet a perfect little corner of fall.

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  13. You produced another stellar response to a prompt, excellence within every couplet, and a message both clarion and truthful.

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  14. One of the few pleasures of seeing a waning moon can be most mesmerizing. Wonderfully penned, Grace!

    Hank

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  15. Grace, Loved this. Such a fine evocation of light failing and darkness falling even as intimacy "under second-hand lights" brings its own joy!
    pax,
    dora

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  16. nostalgic is the right word, you paint such a vivid mellow scene. feels wistful ...

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  17. 'second-hand star lights' great image!

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  18. I like the imagery of second-hand starlight. Nicely done.

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  19. and veil our tawdry

    sunflower-lit crown

    I always love where your poetry takes me Grace.

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  20. A masterful job of painting the drabness of departing autumn!

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  21. "Pingpong our words" ~~~ what a delightful image. I want to hang on a bit longer to our vibrant leaves.

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  22. Oh, I especially love that
    "sunflower-lit crown"

    So beautiful, Grace.

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  23. Beautiful imagery - your poems always celebrate nature in such a wonderful way.

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