Dark clouds murmur,
“Cover the moon, we’ll guard her secrets.”
“No, smash it right now, like crystal confetti!”
The wolves are obsessed
they pant for her now
and run to the river
where moonbeams dance
ensnaring once more
Hide their eyes
in this twilight world
full of tawdry reflection
melt the moon in my hands
and I’ll squash half-truths
cleanse the sin from the sea
we’ll trade sharp teeth
for malachite lips
and blow kisses at Mars
till he howls, “No more.”
Ingrid hosts Tuesday Poetics at dVerse Poets Pub where we are exploring Oral Poetry
- Begin to compose a poem without putting pen to paper: you can say the words in your head, or repeat them out loud. Record them, if you wish, as an aid to memory. Try to complete the poem as far as possible without writing it down. Think about the devices discussed above: regular rhythms, repeated phrases or ‘motifs’, alliteration and rhyme schemes – anything to aid the memory and help the words to flow. Alternatively, why not compose a stream-of-consciousness poem orally, recording the words as they come to you?
- There are no strict rules here, but do try to compose at least some of the poem without writing it down immediately, perhaps stanza by stanza. Once you have written it down, read it aloud to yourself, and think about any improvements you could make: a kind of oral editing process.
- Once you have composed your poem, you can do one (or both) of the following:
– Make an audio/video recording of your poem and post it to your blog.
– Transcribe your poem, so we can read the finished version. Don’t forget to link up to Mr Linky below, and link back dVerse in your post.
Come join us!
Tricia Sankey 
Whoaaaaa!!! This is absolutely exquisite, Tricia 😀 I so loved hearing you read this gem. These lines in particular stood out for me; “melt the moon in my hands and I’ll squash half-truths cleanse the sin from the sea.”💝💝
You made my day, Sanaa! I wasn’t too nice to the moon in this poem, hopefully she’ll forgive me! 😅🌙🌹
I’m blown away at the figurative imagery and wordplay here. Whoa indeed! Poor moon. 😀
Thanks, Lucy, I tried to make it sound good, best I could! I did watch a conspiracy video about the hollow moon sucking all our souls into reincarnation before writing this, so we’ll blame YouTube for this! 😅
I mean, I can get behind the soul-sucking at least. Where do I sign up? 😀
😆 when you die, just follow the white cool light and not the golden sunlight, so they say! The moon will own you then! 😅
Very nicely done… I love all your wolf descriptions throughout. I liked this line,,,
this twilight world
full of tawdry reflection
Thanks, Dwight, always appreciate your feedback! 💕✨
You are welcome! It is my pleasure.
Tricia,
I agree with Dwight — those two lines are the zinger in this lyrical ballad. Enjoyed hearing you read it, but you could very well have sung its measures!
pax,
dora
Thanks so much, Dora! Nice to hear it works as oral poetry, sometimes I think I would like to be a real songwriter. If only I could sing! 😆
This is jam-packed with wonderful celestial imagery – a short poem which really packs a moonlit punch. I especially love:
‘melt the moon in my hands
and I’ll squash half-truths
cleanse the sin from the sea’
And it was wonderful to hear you read, thank you Tricia!
This was a fun experiment composing with the ear and not the eye. Thanks for hosting, Ingrid! 💗
I was worried people would be put off by this prompt but it looks like the opposite was true 😊 thanks Tricia ❤️
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Tricia, I liked hearing you read this. The moon is an elusive, alluring beastie isn’t she. Wonderful image you chose to go with your poem.
Yes, the big pie in the sky has inspired so many stories and songs, but it never gets old somehow. The image helped me with the title so I was grateful to find it!
Fierce descriptions and wordplay! It’s got me howling.
Thanks, Darius! 💗🙏💗😘😘
Great imagery, Tricia! Poor moon. It’s funny that we both hear nature talking (but in such different ways) 😀.
Wonderful poem!
True, we were both channelers this week 😆 Thanks, Merril! 🥰
You’re welcome! 😀
The wolves are so beautifully portrayed. So sorry I could not hear your read. WordPress and Blogger didn’t seem to want to communicate.
I’m glad you enjoyed it, Beverly! ❤️😘
Loved listening to you read this beautifully composed poem …. I sank into it, blew kisses at Mars just for you.
😆 Thanks, Helen! 💓
Epic!
Thanks, Jane! ❤️😘
Malakite lips… wow… so much stronger than teeth.
Thanks, Bjorn! Yes, and malachite is known for transformation and positive changes. Since Mars is the warring planet, makes sense to blow malachite kisses! 😘
“The wolves are obsessed
they pant for her now
and run to the river
where moonbeams dance
ensnaring once more
nice smooth rhythm, all those wors sounded good together. i like the way the tone changed thru out the poem, nice movement.
Thanks so much, Phillip, I was hoping it had some noticeable flow, so I appreciate the feedback! 💕
You created this orally, Tricia? It’s ingenious!
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David
Thanks, David! Some of the imagery came from a few of my older, shorter tweets and I pulled it together orally. Glad you like it! 💝