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A Jealous Moon
Zilpah whispered with gods and goddesses:
Thunder spoke a god’s name and told her
of awful sacrifices of even the purest priestesses.
Roughing up hide to cover wooden braces,
she wore her hands raw and bled on tenting
materials she had painstakingly punctured and sewn
with sinew of her long, dry, days waiting for a full moon smile.
When she rose, she rose like a lunar bleed across the horizon;
staining the sky with crimson silk; a leakage of woman
who respects pain and passion.
Dancing above the teat-shaped tent; a lunar reflection
of first mother’s face, in a mirror, flooded with moonlight
from a slit in the folds that should have shut out even this.
Both were jealous of a sister’s face: fury and flaws
in step and misstep of an ancient dance between women
©Carol Desjarlais
A Jealous Moon
Zilpah whispered with gods and goddesses:
Thunder spoke a god’s name and told her
of awful sacrifices of even the purest priestesses.
Roughing up hide to cover wooden braces,
she wore her hands raw and bled on tenting
materials she had painstakingly punctured and sewn
with sinew of her long, dry, days waiting for a full moon smile.
When she rose, she rose like a lunar bleed across the horizon;
staining the sky with crimson silk; a leakage of woman
who respects pain and passion.
Dancing above the teat-shaped tent; a lunar reflection
of first mother’s face, in a mirror, flooded with moonlight
from a slit in the folds that should have shut out even this.
Both were jealous of a sister’s face: fury and flaws
in step and misstep of an ancient dance between women
©Carol Desjarlais
Contest is Over
- Contest was judged on November 10
- Rewards: Gold: 1000, Silver: 500, Bronze: 250
- Final notes: As you aware, I took my time reading these entries. Poetry, betimes, is like expensive perfume and one must stop between each so as to savor the essence.
Beautifully penned, all, but the trophy winners...what absolutely stunning writing!
Ty for entering and supporting my need to feast!
Contest Winners
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Final Days of Bilhah and Zilpah's Moon• Commented on by judge. [remove]
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From distance you stare in troubled awe,
crescent curve of green-eyed child,• Commented on by judge. [remove]
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Silver trophy winner
Bronze trophy winner
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I could see her dancing in the trees
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by PageTurner 40 lines, 2 comments, on Nov 7 2:14 PM. In Love, Life, Hope, Spirituality, Nature, Pain, Joy, Longing, Friendship.• Commented on by judge.
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The earth turns her head
And gives Dominion to the Moon.by mharriett 22 lines, 2 comments, on Nov 7 3:13 PM• Commented on by judge. -
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It is wrong that I should envy
the way the sand swallows your feetby ten thousand cicadas 37 lines, 13 comments, on Nov 9 12:51 PM
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even in daylight hours
he, prowling the horizon, scans for eyes• Commented on by judge. -
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Dancing naked
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And a jealous moon
sees it's own reflectionby Kiryuuofloveandhate 14 lines, 2 comments, on Nov 8 5:24 PM• Commented on by judge.
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amazing pic!
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OMG honey thank you so much I am so honored.. Congrats to you all Hugs Angel♥
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Thanks so very much...congrats to the winners..
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Thank you, Carol, for hosting this and for providing your own amazing words as inspiration!
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Thank you for hosting a great contest, Carol. Congrats to Michael, AngelBellerose, Rich and to all who entered. Be well, Poets and Scribes. 
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