The candle light glows
From around my paper
My pencil poised
In a moonlight caper
It’s pure white surface
Glistens in anticipation
The scratch of my pencil
As if in determination
To move to the sound
Of the water
Lapping at the piers legs
Licking under
Its sun
Hardened surface
As the moon
Serves a purpose
Bringing the emotion
Of these lovers
To high tide as it’s
One and only favors
The dance of pencil
To scratch out the message
Muse onto the paper
Brought to life in passage
How lovely
the mood
The full
mother moon.
As the distant clouds
Hide her brilliant shine
In a wisp of nonchalant
Uneven brush of wine.
In a list
Please tell me what you think
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Such perfect simplicity. I love the images you have synthesized all together here making such a beautiful picture of the writing process, and indeed the process of life. I love how you used both rhyme and near rhymes throughout. It was a lovely choice, and in my book, beats anyday a poem that has a perfect rhyme pattern that has forced, imperfect language. Here you have chosen carefully and beautifully. Well done.
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I must admit that I have never written a poem (or done anything creative) during the still hours of the night ... at least not yet ... but I have discovered, that many poets seem to cherish this blessed hour and create masterpieces under the gentle light of the moon ...
I'm like a baby, going to bed at 8 pm, together with the birds - also getting up with them
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but your poems invites me to try, since there is a particular energy radiating from your lines, an energy that daylight can not offer ... this is your gift ... bringing up the mysterious, the sacred, the receptive side of us, the divine feminine ...
your verse is a gem of pristine beauty, thank you so much for sharing your gift in such a manner,
maa
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Thank you for reading and reviewing my work, it is a pleasure to read them.
Blessed Be~
)O(
db
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Why is it that so many good ideas seem to come between bedtime and the morning's alarm? Loved the candle glow, and the "determination to move to the sound of the water," the fixed purpose to transport the reader to a specific scene. Very nice "bringing the emotion...to high tide." I enjoyed "dance of pencil" and attempting to attach one's "muse onto the paper." Lovely "wisp of nonchalant uneven brush of wine." I think 'nonchalant' even sounds like a fancy French wine! Very nice descriptions of a writer at work!
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thank you as your review was quite poetic in and of itself.
db
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There is always a sense of fulfillment in writing, as if the lines on paper connect the dots of who I am.
the unfolding story may have nothing to do with any place or event I've experienced; but my soul seems to know every step of the journey.
well done
ken
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Thank you for your comments.
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This is the love afair we have with life that we are constantly trying to blend into our being, and long to share with others... all of these joyeous experiences!!! Well done...
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Ah...
The love affair we have with our pen and paper as our souls are scratched out for the world to be a critic and our fans to admire. It is a love affair indeed...
)O(
db
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i bow down to the ryme gods you are so good at this... i am not... but i try occasionally. i have a poem called ink well its about the poem or perhaps anything written and how it is given life by the reader and i think this poem is very simmilar. mine is a lot less direct and a lot more metiphorical. most people dont catch on to what it is i am writing about in that poem till the end. i like the direct and simple way you say it. perhaps you did a better job of discribing what happens to us as poets when the pen makes love to the paper and we write with the ink of our souls hearts and minds i am glad you were a featured poem in the contest as i am pleased to be introduced to your work.
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Thank you so very much for your kind words and your respect for the rhyme in meter. Rhyming, contrary to what some people believe is not easily attained, which is why I never understand what someone means when they say my rhyme sounds forced, for it comes quite naturally at times.
To me a forced rhyme would be to not make sense with your choice of words for rhyming purposes only, and only then would it be forced to me, but then, I am a rhyming poet of epic stories with a political flavoring and a spiritual connection with the DragonBlue, my muse.
Thank you for taking the time to read, rate and review my pen that my sister Blue has termed as under-rated. I will be by your port soon to repay the favor.
Blessed Be and Write On~
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DragonBlue
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thank you so much for choosing to enter this into my contest. I read it as a combination of spirituality and sensuality<----not necessarily as in sexual sensuality [but it is my belief anyway that we all are so closely connected and part of the Universe and all that it offers , that it all goes hand in hand, one a compliment to the other and creating a totality of body , heart and soul that would be impossible with
without having all the pieces of the puzzle connected to pen , paint and or create in any other form the perfect way of doing, being and existing. Thanks again and best wishes,
reenie
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