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Midnight moon

June’s full moon hangs nailed
to the clear summer sky,
the pale vessel floats
over the elegant branches
of birch trees.
Leaves talk to me.

I answer with the language of solitude.

Oh, how I wish to step into its shallow light
spilling on the ground
to bath my toes
to dance naked on the softness and warmth
of curious, dark, scented grass,
a place for my own sweet repose.

Silence hushes my sigh and me.
I turn my face to the hungry paper
which eagerly absorbs ink
nourished with my thoughts.

Aurora finds me at the same place.

I lick the tips of my fingers
and softly turn to a new page
for another day of poetry.

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  • Harlequin Dance
    December 2, 2008

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    Love it. It's very serene and beautifully descriptive. I love how you create such a scene of mysticism with your words. Thank you for entering my contest!


  • Patpowers silver member
    July 31, 2008

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    Excellent way with this work here Sonja! Your words are soothing to read!! THANKS!!


  • Yy13
    July 24, 2008
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    This poem has a nice calming affect. Very pleasant to read with lots of imagery. Nice!


  • Shipwreck
    July 22, 2008

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    The first stanza is so beautiful - beautiffuly written and imagery wise. " answer with the language of solitude" Everything about this is just amazing. All the best in the contest


  • poet2angels gold member
    July 22, 2008

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    This is beautiful and so fitting for the quote. I love the imagery here

    Lynda


  • Ronztrek
    July 21, 2008

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    Inviting

    In this place of sweet repose, the thoughts of basking my soul and solitude into the shallow lights spilt on the ground, are so inviting. This is truly a write of wonderful reflections and one so worthy of releasing to this Pale Vessel, my inner sufferings . You've done a great job here, thank you for this moment of surrender!

    Ron


  • myrataal silver member
    July 17, 2008

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    Soft and sensual in tactile expression ...

    the poem gently invited the reader to follow the poet into the ocean of midnight moon; the tidal sentiments of poetic emotions ... I loved this!

    One suggestion: there is a tension between the words "nailed" and "floats" in the entrance lines ... Can the moon be both motionless and moving? Did you intend it to be like this? Or could you give it validation by saying:

    I find June’s full moon hanging nailed
    to the clear summer sky,
    but then the pale vessel start to float
    over the elegant branches
    of birch trees.


    Or something like this ...

    Nevertheless, your poetry is so gentle, so soft. And yes: I literally saw how the hungry page got saturated with the ink of your thoughts! Lovely work, Poetess.

    Love
    Myra




    • Sonja
      July 17, 2008
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      Thank you for your time to read my poetry and for so nice comment and suggestion.


  • Kiran silver member
    July 16, 2008
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    A very beautiful and emotive write. Well done with this.


  • ShelleyA gold member
    July 14, 2008

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    A beautiful heartfelt write. Deep expression of emotion. Good imagery, flow and tone. Vivid descriptives. You paint a delightful picture of a poet in this piece. Well penned and much enjoyed. Best wishes in the contest.


  • toomysterious
    July 14, 2008
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    A sweet love affair with pen and paper, very romantic in it's feel.


  • Nicolette gold member
    July 14, 2008

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    And i'm so happy that you are turning the pages and that i'm able to read poetry like this. Such a gentle serenity about this poem. Beautiful poetry, my friend, finger-licking good.

    Love your new picture too!!

    ~ Nicolette

  • tara wilson gold member
    July 14, 2008

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    "I answer with the language of solitude."

    A beautiful moment of writing here, I love this language you speak of, also, licking your fingers, it reminds me of when a person licks their lips before they say something...

    lovely poem


  • FransB gold member
    July 14, 2008

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    You have

    created thoughts in the reader's mind flowing through your eyes. The picture you paint, the silence of the moon and smell, the awakening thoughts of yearning, the knowing that to keep quite is to freeze the experience within the soul to prevent its contamination. I can 'see' this soul who looks up, wonders, yearns, then silently turns the page. There should not be written on the turned page, its unseen words should be left untouched ... It was a good experience to read your poem. I stand back in awe. Best in the contest. Frans

    • Sonja
      July 14, 2008
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      I am so glad that I was able to transmit my feelings with the words of my poetry to other poets. Thanks a lot for reading and commenting my poetry with so deep insight, for so nice comment as well as for good wishes.

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