Edward Steichen "Coopers Bluff - Moonlight Strollers" (detail) 1905
Posted for Imaginary Garden for Real Toads - Sunday's mini-challenge: Fibonnaci poem (1-1-2-3-5-8-13 words) and Margaret's challenge - Stillness, Silence, Solitude
fading
s k y-
casting jewels
radiant before us:
marbled grey, lingering lavender, s l o w
is the moonshine gliding waist deep between trees -
we stroll, hand in hand as night carries us - feather light, mellowed riptide
What a beautiful and peaceful poem this is, Grace.
ReplyDeleteslow is the moonshine...ha, love that bit...lovely imagery in this grace...and def a nice peace....
ReplyDeleteI'm so sorry about the Linky being weird, Grace--no idea why it re-used the old one, but it's fixed now and your poem correctly linked.
ReplyDeleteI like the way you've shaped this one, like spilling light, and the lingering lavender, the moonshine waist deep--very evocative. (Just a note on the form for next time: your next to last line should be 8 words(the sum of 3 and 5), not 6--but the poem is lovely as is, no need to change it.)Thanks so much for participating.
Thank you Hedge ~ It is 8 words, I corrected my explanation of 6 in the form description ~
DeleteGrace, I so like the words "slow is the moonshine". This poem is such a great follow to the painting. :)
ReplyDeleteI love the colours you have infused into this poem - so wonderful a representation of the painting, and a fine example of a Fibonacci sequence.
ReplyDeleteJust beautiful Grace! I love "slow is the moonshine gliding waist deep between trees".
ReplyDeleteThis has an almost-mystical feel to it. The painting reminds me of Whistler when he was in that phase of his work and the poem reminds me of you! Beautiful peace.
ReplyDeleteEthereal images that seem to ply a dreamscape. Beautiful.
ReplyDeletemoonshine gliding waist deep . . . love!
ReplyDeletenice combination
ReplyDeletesweet :)
ReplyDeleteQuite the flow too you have in tow
ReplyDeleteWhen I write trying to fit it into a form... well, it is too easy to lose count as the number of branching's grow... and faster than we may think. Editing and a lot of practice as we strive to improvise within an intelligible world. Like the absent minded physicists we may forget the date. Anyway what is the pattern that we assume a series of measured things may heed: my first thought reading this challenge was what if it were the Partition Number sequence for a poem form?
ReplyDelete1,1,2,3,5,7,15,22,30,42,56... But such connections of numbers as well as words there together are almost as complicated as our minds in the first place as patterns.
nice pallet of colours...beautiful
ReplyDeletemoonshine - waist deep is inspired! Wow. You make both challenges look easy!
ReplyDeleteI love the waist deep line!
ReplyDeleteSo romantic Grace~
I am enchanted :D
beautiful flow and shape ... colourful.
ReplyDeletejust beautiful Grace!!
ReplyDelete'fading sky casting jewels' - so apt, quite lovely.
ReplyDeleteit calming
ReplyDeleteA moments respite, in a weather worn barque, oars shipped and floating, just at rest and floating.
ReplyDeleteoh i just love the slow moonshine gliding waist deep between trees ...great capture of the atmosphere in the pic grace
ReplyDeleteOh, Grace, you worked these two prompts together perfectly! Beautifully done.
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feather light into the night....
ReplyDeleteStrolling hand-in-hand...I love this Grace :)
ReplyDeleteis the moonshine gliding waist deep between trees Love that line...gorgeous write
ReplyDeleteBeautiful!
ReplyDeletebeautiful, calming, lovely read
ReplyDeletemmmm I leave this poem feeling refreshed, bathed in moonlight (with no mosquitoes).
ReplyDeleteExcellent, Grace!
ReplyDeleteI chose the syllable approach, but I think I like the word counting better - it is still short, but a bit more expressive. My photo does not do this image justice. I googled his name to get a better example of this painting and found he was also a photographer - and an amazing one! http://www.time.com/time/photogallery/0,29307,1669998_1460631,00.html google images and you will get so many more beautiful images. I might have to do a challenge based on his b&w photography.... what do you think? Should I?
ReplyDeleteThis is lovely Grace. I enjoyed your poem visually and your words are so serene.
ReplyDelete"the moonshine gliding waist deep between trees" - Beautiful imagery. So peaceful.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful and gentle - the fit to the image is wonderful.
ReplyDeletefantastic form!
ReplyDeleteRomantic, but more than that, it has a very soothing touch to it. :)
ReplyDeleteSorry i read the word moonshine and had to have a drink...I guess I was gone for a few days. {;-[)}}}}}
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