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I am writing by moonlight, in
The replacement-for-fireflies light of
My cell phone.
Writing in the moonlight,
Trying to be silent- my pen
One with the crickets chirping under my consciousness;
Dotting I’s and crossing T’s in time with
the Sinatra in my ears.
I write in moonlight
That touches my toes
Casts shadows under the bed, washes
The daytime into a sheet of silver
And charcoal.
Light to write sonnets in; silver to cast into
Sheets to lie under-
Light to kiss the leaves that whisper beneath
My window, dancing with the night breeze.
I write in moonlight.
Feathers of fancy brush
The cheek of my mind. I feel
Deliciously wanton, playing truant like this-
Awake with myself, awake when the world around me
Breathes slumber and sandman; I have resisted his lure
To be here- my music, my night;
A night to dance with the fairies
Barefoot in the grass
To wear the dew on my eyelashes,
The zephyr of the wind in my hair-
I write, I write by moonlight.
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copyright me, july 2003
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silentbob
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that rhymes
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pipedream
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mercy be, it do indeed ;)
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oldephebe
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thankyou for sharing a part of yourself
with us - such elegant and intimate brush strokes - such intriguing evocations - and Listening to Sinatra?
I love Sinatra - his peerless phrasing -his confidence, the way his whole being inhabits a phrase - kind of like the poem you just wrote- intimate and exhilirating - you lay the paint with feeling as you bring all the parts together
nice work
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pipedrea
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thank you...very very much.
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User24
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I don't normally read poetic blathes (I find them too unreachable) but ... yeah.
likes this one
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oldephebe
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you are so eminently welcome
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oldephebe
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pipedream..you are so eminently welcome
you wrote something that made this dead heart sing ... there is so much beauty here in blather
*wipes tear trembling on the cusp of my eyes brim*
i especially love the phrase about living light, believe it or not i've been grappling with a very similar evocation and you painted it wonderfully
i haven't posted it yet, probably won't now but geez.. the things i read here
what thunder that sits so silently in these untouched realms of balther
please keep those peoms coming pipedream
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pipedream
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*is rendered rather speechless*
im disgustingly insecure about my poetry; i think i'll save this page for every time i look at the steadily-thickening folder that is my anthology of work and chicken out on the 'what if this is all fire-food pretentious junk?'. but i've promised myself to publish it before i turn twenty, come what may.
i hope i get enough kicks in the butt to do it.
but thank you, again, all of you..this means a lot to me :)
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