Thursday, June 24, 2021

Under the spell of the Pink Moon

 

Pink moon, rising above the Great Lake

Blue our sun-freckled faces with waves

Soft as lavender, we are star lights


Pink moon, rising above the Great Lake

Draw care & patience on our hands

We are red-berried by nectar & bees


Pink moon above the Great Lake

Lavish our words with joyful birdsongs

We are wildflowers, lush & lusty



*Great Lake - refers to our Ontario Lake.   We visit the lakeshore every weekend.


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19 comments:

  1. Love the repetitions Grace. It gives it movements. You are fortunate no lockdowns to spoil the fun.

    Hank

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  2. Lovely Grace... I like the 'We are' device - "...red berried by nectar and bees" and "... wildflowers lush and lusty" Very effective...

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  3. A magical spell of a poem, Grace. Thank you. It sounds like a beautiful place to be.

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  4. Gorgeous, gorgeous poem, Grace! I especially love; "We are red-berried by nectar & bees."

    Happy Summer break! It was lovely meeting you today!💝💝

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  5. Wildflowers, lush and lusty, beneath the pink moon. Lovely!

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  6. What a sweet midsummer invocation. May the Pink Moon's tiding bless you and yours!

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  7. Beautiful moon poem.

    Much💛love

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  8. Beautiful imagery -

    Soft as lavender, we are star lights

    I remember seeing a lavender field once when I was in Ontario. It seems like so long ago but, the image has stayed with me.

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  9. Very beautiful, Grace. I love the repetitions, all the color references and the vivid descriptions.

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  10. I can see that pink moon. Loving the many colors in this and the joy of being near the water.

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  11. This pink moon sounds to me like a wise goddess smiling benevolently on those who pay her respect 🌝

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  12. Your words paint a beautiful picture.

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  13. How stunning, Grace. You are so very gifted.

    “Blue our sun-freckled faces” (I love that the speaker and friends might be sea creatures—mermaids perhaps)
    “Draw care & patience on our hands” (what a beautiful prayer)
    “We are red-berried by nectar & bees” (this makes me picture blushing cheeks peeking out of the water)
    “Lavish our words with joyful birdsongs” (I love this image of there maybe being a bird sanctuary on the moon, poured out to song-skim the water)

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  14. are you familiar with Nick Drake's album, Pink Moon? Well worth the listen, from oh - 50 years ago.

    nothing like being your last line :) ~

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  15. love this poem, i could feel the spirit of the place, love the images... well done

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  16. I miss that lake, and will be sure to visit it at Youngstown when we travel to New York in July. I even hear there's a possibility of the border opening by the 21st. If it actually happens before we head home, I think we'll cross at the falls so I can take my wife into the gorge at Niagara Glen.

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  17. I have part of the Baltic Sea close to where we live, and water close is always great. No Pink moon when daylight lasts forever.

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