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,
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
Great pic and as you say, would sure leave one in awe with such a display, happy saturday
ReplyDeletecounting 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.
ReplyDeleteJust lovely Grace!!
ReplyDeleteSo beautiful, Grace. To witness a full moon on a clear night really awes! I like 'lifted like a gem - a night unflawed.'
ReplyDeletenice! looks like a fun form, thank you for introducing it, Grace.
ReplyDeletebeautiful description and reading it at night, just leaves you in its awe....
ReplyDeleteThis 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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ReplyDeletea night unflawed! yours is a luminous nocturna.
ReplyDeleteVery beautiful in form, content and style. The picture is the perfect compliment to your post.
ReplyDelete"lustrous is canvas unveiling, awed"
ReplyDeletemy 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!! :)
... 'a night unflawed' ~ a poem unflawed.
ReplyDeleteI agree wit hHelen ... unflawed = perfection!!
ReplyDeleteLovely imagery.
ReplyDeleteOh, so beautiful, Grace. I agree with Helen and Sam. Unflawed indeed.
ReplyDeleteI 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
Beautiful.
ReplyDeletelife seems truly beautiful in these splendid moments.
ReplyDeleteYour images open my heart! What an ode to night! Thank you. Skating Lights!
ReplyDeleteSuch a beautiful scene you paint with your words.
ReplyDeletethe last harvest of full moon..... swoon :)
ReplyDeleteVery lovely nocturna, and it goes perfectly with the photo.
ReplyDeletehmm.. love the imagery, it flows nicely. and I agree, goes nicely with the photo.
ReplyDeleteI really like the line
ReplyDelete"the trees are silent as we are counting"
beautiful.
ethereal and lovely. I especially like the second stanza.
ReplyDeletereally diggin' this
ReplyDeleteVery peaceful. It takes me there.
ReplyDeleteA harvest, a lagoon, a canvas!! This poem has it all. A marriage of imagination and words!!
ReplyDeleteThis is so serene..The moon has such attraction to all of us. This so beautifully speaks of that attraction.
ReplyDeleteOh, 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). :)
ReplyDeleteAh! picture perfect this is. very scenic drinking in the beauty of the moonlit night!
ReplyDeleteAnd in following you own scheme you did honor to the moon and those that look up long enough to witness her ever watching strength.
ReplyDeleteThis is so beautiful! I absolutely LOVE the closing line!
ReplyDeleteWonderful imagery !!!
ReplyDeletenice to meet you too grace!
ReplyDeleteBrilliant imagery. Loved it.
ReplyDeleteI 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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