Luna Sees

In the darkness of night the constellations shine

Telling their stories

As goddess Luna in her magic glory

With sides

Ebon dark and blanch light

Still bares witness to all

The storm clouds seen by us now

Does not make it

Any less so

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I’m pulling a succinct double duty here.

On Monday Linda asked us to create a little magic in quadrille – a poem of exactly 44 words, not including the title using the word of the day: magic.

On Tuesday for Poetics Mish asks us to contemplate the following by Mizuta Masahide:

“Barn’s burnt down, now I can see the moon.”

Use it as inspiration to note experiences of our own personal insight or enlightenment and pen a poem.

I am minded through these trying times that just because we can’t always see the joy in life, does not mean it’s not there waiting to be noticed again for those who remember to look.

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Quadrille #100 : Where’s My Magic Wand
Poetics – Now I Can See…

Luna

woman_in_the_moon

Loquacious as stone she

Looks soft to the lonely

Listens to deep confides

Lifted in to the night

Likens their tears to tides

Lingering in the heart

Lost where to end or start

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Today at dVerse our host for this week, Vandana, asks us to create a Pleiades poem.

A Pleiades, invented in 1999, consists of seven lines of six syllables; each line starting with the same letter as the title. The title is a single word.

And as further challenge, our poem should reference to a celestial body in honor of the form inspired from a heavenly object.

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