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This is a poem from last year, a quasi sonnet:
Moth Whispers
Moth whispers brush the bedside lamp.
Summer’s here, with nightly fear
of fluttering, biting, stinging things.
Tossing, turning, sweating, burning
from daily overdose of sun.
Moth-wings tapping at lighted windows,
starlit nights with yearning filled.
Through winter’s dark she’d longed for summer,
sleeveless frocks and sun-browned limbs.
Freedom, lightness, like the moth-wings
flicker in untroubled youth.
Crept October soon upon her,
dreaming of Eros by frosty sky.
Autumn chill, and moth-wings still.
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This is so well done…I could imagine every line as I read, and it flows so easily that one hardly notices he’s reading….but just having a thought. Nicely crafted, my friend.
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return favor to those who are here would set you off in a good run…
Cheers!
Happy Wednesday!
🙂
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Happy Monday!
Thanks for the participation.
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sparkling poem.
somehow reminded me of tulips (sylvia plath). though your poem is much quieter. loved it anyway. 🙂
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I like that poem, it’s simple feeling and has a great flow.
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very beautiful, Vivienne! 🙂
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seasons and more…
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Dreaming of Eros… Nice image. Love and Light, Sender
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I love the concept of moth wings as it overlays the line of sunbrown arms. Simply lovely!
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I remember this. A delicate poem.
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ooooh! I can feel this piece…such rich texture and delivered upon the wings of a moth!
I am honoured to share another rally week with you!
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Yeah, you don’t think you’re gonna miss them little buggers til they’re gone, eh? Well done.
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This is an amazing poem…evokes the seasons and changes so well. And you use such good sensory description.
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Vivienne, I am a nut for Summer, this was wonderful for me it embodies many of the reason I love this season!
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The poem is lovely to say out loud. It is a feast of words.
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indeed a unique take on autumn 🙂
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Well done! The yearning for summer the moment autumn has just begun is clearly evident in your poem. Now if only I can get rid of the moths in my kitchen! 🙂
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“Freedom, lightness, like the moth-wings
flicker in untroubled youth.”
well written indeed!
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love autumn chill,
a poem in depth, well written…
Thanks for sharing!
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admirable job.
love your instant response and sincere support.
🙂
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