Gibbous moon is nearly full in east,
Jupiter gone far west;
the sky seems round tonight
-as if within a speckled shell-
all seems black or white,
'til leaves crunch under foot:
slender honey locusts gold, maples' yellow,
ruby red oaks have given vibrancy to winds;
husks of brown and tan bring the season in its fullest.
Clouds remember they're water still.
Red topped silver, regal sable-edged amber;
on streets, lights coat bluish spruce,
tender lime Ponderosa Pine;
open cones have emptied and cover the ground.
They vow: the great age of pine will come again
vast black clouds of pollen will cover
toothed behemoths, choking fogs of fertility;
men will be an after thought -
a memory yet to come.
A silent vow, to be sure
lain on fresh clean cement, before the first house
on the block, with Christmas lights...
A contest entry
- Semi-Quickie: Colour by Allyce May.
900 points, ended November 3, 11 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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What a wonder! I love the night. There is something about the stillness and the sparkle, when temperatures cool, and calm settles itself in our spirits and upon the Earth. You have captured the essence of its beauty with these words. There are sounds, and sensory perceptions, emotions, and thoughts all spliced together like a mini-motion-picture. I see you examining the joy of it all. Thanks for sharing these moments with us. And if left to the "pine", the grandfathers of time will return in their entire splendor. Beauteous! I wish you well in the contest. Simply Beautiful!
Much Love ♥
Renee
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This is lovely indeed, bro. Write on.
Dez
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I really love this poem in its own right - its glorious vibrancy; the way it meanders and swells and gurgles like a stream. I adore the ruby, the amber, the spruce, the lime. So colourfully poetic! You are right, the poem works better better laid out this way and I enjoyed it immensely despite its rule breaking
Thank you so much for letting me read this one, PK
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well sometimes the simplest things fascinate me...and this time it was pine trees, so many cones on each tree, so many seeds in each cone...pine nuts, cedar trees too full of blue berries...imagine if even a small percent began to grow...in the US we have virgin lands set aside from many decades ago...and the density of the trees is amazing...the trees cover the land, like grass on a lawn ...thickly; so it is as if they once ruled and would easily do so again...so say the pines
...thanks ...PK
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Imagery complete!
and the stark contrast of how it is and how it will be -- is almost prophetic. The last lines that brought me back to reality were wonder-full and chosen well.
"Gibbous moon is nearly full in east"
I made my way east so I could see that full moon rising over the mighty Atlantic, and was so disappointed ... it was shrouded, from my view, by a thick layer of clouds.
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Thank you Joy-
we hardly have time to see the sky, so when we look and it is hidden away, it is remarkably disappointing...but then when it does put on a show, it is unforgettable...thanks so much...PK
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Correct, this is infinitely gorgeous - 15 lines though?
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Yes, i put it in 15, now back to the original the way I like it
thanks for the interesting contest idea...PK
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a gorgeous write, enriched with imagery, and words that slide and form scrumptously on tongue brain and soul.
Excellent!
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