Leaves twist in ebony
‘til the clouds free their opal guest.
Quicksilver fingers transfigure
shadows within shadows. Leave
silver highlights on edges of dreams,
catch the tips of a fox's fur on a hare’s
race as the shadow of an owl flirts
breathes caress upon the face of the moon.
Her fingers knit starlight as she
shakes the dust of the moon’s dreams
out of her hair. Slipping from the moon rimed
shadow of an oak, her laughter stirs tides
makes the blood in my heart hammer
against my chest to greet hers.
Full moon soars through the tossed
cumulus, a frigate upon the night’s high
seas. Cast nets of mercury and silver, captures
ghosts stirred by dreams as they reach
for the hearts that call them. Schools of branches
braced in silver waggle in breezes and she
nuzzles against me weaving magic around my soul.
Moonlight, the smell of lilacs, her breath
dancing dreams along the coral edges of my ear.
Leave waves crashing about this atoll of a heart.
My beaches swarmed by this high tide of love
lunar magic and one woman who knows what
path will let her spells hold me to her forever.
11:54 AM
02/23/09
Alexandria, VA
In a list
A contest entry
- AS THE MOON MOVES US IN THE MOMENT by Swan song.
800 points, ended March 1, 10 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Best Prewrites from February by Miss Faerie.
700 points, ended July 1, 13 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think, what it makes you feel, how you are moved.
Comments
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Thank you for your entry
I love this. Your words tell a story, in the most beautiful of words. Well thought out, the story made me stop and think - it was brought to life right in front of my eyes.
Thank you for entering my contest and good luck
Shari
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This is one of my sensual dreams.
Glad you enjoyed. Thanks for the trophy. 
Love,
Tom B.
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This is almost erotic, without of course being erotic. Very sensual and enchanting, but then again the moon gets within us all and weaves a magical spell upon the heart and soul, especially when sharing the night with the one we love. This was utterly ravishing. Makes me wish my sweet was with me now so I could nuzzle against him. I'm still enchanted by your amazing poem.
becca
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Sometimes, the muse dances and we simply ride the wave as words pour from our fingers. Your reveiw makes me feel I have succeeded in sharing my vision way past what I could of hoped for. Thank you.
Love,
Tom B.
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Well done. It's very sensual and peaceful, and removes the reader somewhat from the scene. The formal language contributes to the ethereal feel, though in some places it gets a little too formal. Overly-"poetic" word choice like "ebony" in line one and "moon-rimed" in line 11 detract a little bit, though they're a stylistic choice and still work within the greater context of the poem. Very well done - great images and tone.
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Ebony was a deliberate choice to set the pace and tone from the beginning. Moon-rimed perhaps could be softened but there is an edge to this piece for all the splendor. Is she a goddess illuminated by her light or a dream that has awakened before the light destroys the night? I would never tell but am sure to let her spin her spells around me. Thanks for the coherent and thoughtful review.
Peace & Light,
Tom B.
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VERY WELL DONE
Nicely Penned. very deep. Your poems flows well and captures the imagination. It was a fun and enjoyable read. GREAT JOB
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I am glad you found so much to enjoy. Thanks.
Peace & Light,
Tom B.
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this is a very good write from you. thank you for sharing it with me today and congratulations on the gold trophy that you have earned. i am looking forward to reading more from you in the near future. viyanna rosemarie
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What could anyone say nicer than I want to read more of what you write. May I always live up to that comment.
Peace & Light,
Tom B.
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This poem now makes me feel very calm. This seemed like such a relaxing poem. I like it. It was very beautiful. And the backround goes with the poem absolutely perfectly. I enjoyed every bit of it. Congradulations on winning gold, you truely deserved it. Again, nice write. Keep the pen flowing, and I hope all is well
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Thanks for finding so much within this poem.
Peace & Light,
Tom B.
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Awesome. Loved this line: Her fingers knit starlight as she shakes the dust of the moon’s dreams
out of her hair. Congrats on the gold! It was worth it.
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Thanks for the compliment. Just a little taste of my sense of moon light and the feelings evoked.
Love, Tom B.
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magic!
your words are pure magic, they dance across the page as you weave your story in strands of gold! thanks for ssharing this wonderful piece!
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Wonderful compliment. I wanted to catch the dreams that the moon creates.
Love, Tom B.
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this dream within a dream. the scent that just cant be forgotten....
wow
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A little of the moon dance, a little lunacy caught in a dream, perhaps the gods and goddesses play with our sense of wonder.
Love, Tom B.
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Very beautiful poem, I als love the nature inthis poem. foxs fur on a hare race as the shadow of an oul flirts. I really loved this line.
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Thanks. Just wanted to capture a little dance of moonlight.
Love, Tom B.
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I see why this won gold!!! This is going in my list of favorite poems by my friends along with more of yours...I am just starting to compile that list....
"Her fingers knit starlight as she
shakes the dust of the moon’s dreams
out of her hair."
sigh such imagery and perfect metaphor....
Yes this one makes my day
Lynda
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thanks glad you enjoyed my adventure into moonlight. I wanted to make the woman be a vision of moonlight, perhaps a goddess. You never know what the twilight will turn up when magic is running free.
Love,
Tom B.
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Congrats on the gold with this wonderfully romantic nature poem.
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Thanks. I appreciate the compliment. This was one of those poems that caught me by surprise.
Love,
Tom B.
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Congratulations on the gold!!! Sweet lunar magic casts it's spell on the senses in this one, Tomis. That is certainly one way to break the cloud cover. It makes me want to catch every silver beam and spin it into honeycomb. Then I remember I am a mere mortal woman...
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Thank you. This will hopefully live with you when the full moon tries to fill your cup with magic.
Love,
Tom B.
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how did I miss this one?
Tom this simply dances across moonbeams...
you made me sigh
Thank you for sharing and congrats on the gold shiny.
Juls
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I wrote a whole bunch in a couple of days. This one slipped through Glad you enjoyed my dance with the heart and the moon.
Love,
Tom B.
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you're right. it is pretty
Congratulations on your Gold Trophy... woohooooo
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Bows, receives the applause
Thank you
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-- claps some more because it tickles her fancy to see you bow -- :-)
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if this was a fast ball intead of a contest I believe you hit this one out of the park
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Hell of a compliment. Thanks for the gold. Truth be known, I wasn't sure if this one was very, very, good or missed by a mile. I guess that shows a writers fears when he is swinging for the gold.
Peace & Light,
Tom B.
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I love the play on the word lunacy - it's probably my favorite words in the entire english language. That and the words cellar door. You weaved the cycles and effects of the moon into the twisted love with such an ease one would almost say the woman comes and goes with the ease of a hidden moon beam.
Best of luck in the contest, though I'm sure you won't need it
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I wanted to create a little playfulness. Like waves of moonlight splashing against you. Your review captures the poem nicely.
Love, Tom B.
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a perfect interpretation of the given prompt, i love the way you have weaved your words into a spellbinding creation. this is so full of love it is overflowing. good luck in the contest with this lovely creation
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Lunacy can be a many splendid thing.
Love, Tom B.
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