I shall never know what the oracle would have whispered to me last Saturday, but today she waxed lyrical. This message is to be passed on to the Elusive Trope for his Magnetic Saturday collection of mysticisms.
Breathe the sweet forest air,
feel the deep cold of night,
see the river of light at dawn,
watch the moon roses
cloud bright lake water
and soft rain fall.
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Cloud bright lake water reminded me of Sunlight on Cold Water by françoise sagan, a secretly excellent novella (bit light-weight but I really loved it) because it’s that image that STICKS in your mind and haunts you. I felt that here also (a good thing because too many things don’t stick they just float by)
The magnets don’t offer too many words to play with so if I find a good image, I grab it 🙂
You succeed xo
This is amazing. Haunting.
The fridge magnets often arrange themselves into haunting phrases. That’s what I like about this idea 🙂
It’s a great idea!
It is 🙂
don’t know if it was matter of the word “rise” not being given, but i do like the notion of moon roses being a type of flowers, literally and metaphorically, especially in context of the rest of the poem – an experience that is otherwise seen as maybe dreary or downcast, has a vibrant life cursing through it if one looks at it right.
and what i mean by the dreary experience is not the reading of the poem, but rather the poem seems about experiencing the dreary and the downcast in life. 😉
I suppose the idea was to juxtapose what could be considered banal and dull with what life really is, if you just peel back the rubbish and look behind it.
You followed my line of thinking exactly 🙂 No, I couldn’t find a ‘rise’ so I stuck with ‘rose’ and liked it. I made it plural because you’d need quite a few moon roses to cloud the water. The oracle usually knows what she’s about 🙂
Wow Jane…if it was a painting…then one can never steal their eyes from it….lovely
I’m glad you like it, Sri 🙂
My pleasure Jane
Splendid.
Thanks to the oracle 🙂
I love the “moon roses” that “cloud the bright lake water” –a ghostly, beautiful image.
The oracle wouldn’t lat me have the moon rises, so I accepted her moon roses instead 🙂
Moon roses are lovely. 🙂
I have Christmas roses in the garden. They are how I imagine moon roses would be.
I imagine them a bit more translucent. Ghostly or etherial.
The Christmas roses are growing beneath a tree and from the window I see them through a screen of rose, bay and wistaria. In the gloomy light they shine out like little moons, but beneath the water they would be more ghostly, I agree 🙂
Hi Jane! You are one of the few blog notifications I did get, yesterday. This poem is lovely… I was wondering, do you actually think in poetry??? I bet you do! 😁
I do, in a way. Like when you’re thinking through a knotty bit in a plot, often a phrase will pop up that sounds like a good line, intriguing or luscious in one way or another, so I try to follow it through. I’m glad you liked the oracle’s prompting 🙂 If you posted something yesterday I didn’t get it either. I’ll go check.
Nope. Never posted this week. 😣
Not surprisng really given all you have on your plate. Are you aiming for the Wonder Woman 2016 award?