Thursday, August 8, 2019

August moon





Half moon, cradle of shadows and light
Needle our eyes to star-burst night
Thump our chests, mired in hemlock & brine

Half moon, cradle of shadows and light
Draw green corn and grain on our palms
Our eyes are blinded by red summer haze  

Half moon, cradle of shadows and light
May we fish abundantly in lakes 
As tides bow, searching for your fullness 



Posted for dVerse OpenLinkNight - Join us when the pub doors open at 3pm EST.  Thanks for the visit.

20 comments:

  1. I love your description of the half moon Grace.

    ReplyDelete
  2. I’ve been watching the August moon and you’ve portrayed her beautifully, Grace. I love the repeated phrase ‘cradle of shadows and light’.

    ReplyDelete
  3. A beautiful write Grace, I love the imagery of 'Half moon, cradle of shadows and light' xxx

    ReplyDelete
  4. Somehow, in my mind, these seem to be the words of a wise old native American chieftain. I think you channeled him! Beautiful.

    ReplyDelete
  5. This reads like a prayer.Wise and sacred - the repeating lines add to the beauty of it.

    ReplyDelete
  6. The moon and tides, such an appropriate meeting.

    ReplyDelete
  7. Toni said prayer, but I thought song. Lovely images, Grace.

    ReplyDelete
  8. I like the sharper images contrasting with the smoother images, that seem to mirror the dark and light hemisphere cradles of the moons. It works well.

    ReplyDelete
  9. Such beautiful imagery. I was transported in the loveliest way.

    ReplyDelete
  10. Nice poem about the August moon. Enjoyable read.

    ReplyDelete
  11. Really lovely. Your repetition adds a beautiful sway to this poem. - Jen

    ReplyDelete
  12. A great poem Grace! The repeated lines work very well!

    ReplyDelete
  13. It has the gentle rhythm of circling...like the moon.

    ReplyDelete
  14. I liked the repeating line. I hadn't thought of it before but a half-moon does cradle both shadow and light.

    ReplyDelete
  15. Great rhythm in this one. I really like it!

    ReplyDelete
  16. I caught a glimpse of the half moon, last night I think it was. I can see why you would want to speak to her.

    ReplyDelete
  17. Lovely and sublime. The stanzas do not proceed as much as magnify a deep image.

    ReplyDelete
  18. half moons, always balanced on the edge of yesterday ~

    ReplyDelete
  19. Love the repetition in the lead line of each stanza. Your poem pulses with vitality!

    ReplyDelete
  20. Love the repeat of the first line. You have such a way with descriptive writing! A beautiful write!

    ReplyDelete

Thank you for your comments and visit. I appreciate them ~