The moon is neither trash nor lady;
she just borrows light, she’s the mirror
both of daylight gold and what is shady.
She’s both silence and the howls
of wolves; she’s more a whore than lady.
The moon is madness and the joy
of learning; she’s what’s given gladly
and a silent thief of parish silver.
She is muse of poems, singing madly
both from battlefields and meadows.
I’m in love with moon. I hate that lady.
Claire de lune by Alphonse Mucha
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February 25, 2017
Björn Rudbergs writings 
Whistles!!❤️ This is absolutely gorgeously penned Bjorn 😀 especially love; “She is muse of poems, singing madly both from battlefields and meadows.”
Ahh the moon is a difficult muse indeed.
I really liked the way you characterized the moon….especially both silence and the howls of wolves. Your poem helps me visualize the moon in a new and unique way!!
Hee hee. I love your version of the moon too. 🙂
The expression on her face, in the accompanying artwork, is PERFECT.
This is really an excellent, very cleverly written poem. You’re quite an insightful man.
I love the rawness, and the contradictions, everything about this poem!
A deft and effective use of juxtaposition.
Luv the antagonism here Bjorn, and what is seemingly the poet’s resolve at your end line
You did a good job with the Fold
Here are some additional links if you think you would want to write in this form again
Moon
Grayscaled Hours
The Outdoor Picnic
much love…
This is an excellent use of form. Your phrasing is so tight, and the diction and imagery work together to paint a many-angled portrait.
A delightful Fold, Bjorn!
silent thief of parish silver.., too good!!!
Oh dear !! That’s one amazing poem… how do you even come up with lines this good?
A gorgeous fold, Björn, with contrasts of dark and light. I love the lines:
‘She’s both silence and the howls
of wolves; she’s more a whore than lady’
and
‘She is muse of poems, singing madly
both from battlefields and meadows;
And yes, it is a love-hate relationship!
It is so good when you can laugh at (and with) poetry as I was able to with the Moon lady.
wow…a multifaceted moon…”The moon is madness and the joy
of learning; she’s what’s given gladly / and a silent thief of parish silver.”…love this…
The two sides of the moon, light and darkness draw us into her allure. She teases our muse with mystical tides. Should I hide or should I dance naked in the madness of light? The moons many phases of delight.
Oh my! This is perfect.
I have a special affinity to the moon somehow and so, it’s always good to read about the myriad shades, the contrasts and contradictions of that big chunk of beautiful rock in the sky.
A lovely piece of writing, Bjorn. 🙂
-HA
A new view of the phases of the moon! So beautifully written, Bjorn. It is a gift. Thank you.
I havent come across this form. You executed it well. I love the contrasts and especially love the moon as “silence and the song of wolves”. (Of course!)
Simply perfect. I may have to hang up my pen. Whoosh!
opposites attract / or repel ~
Not sure how I’ll approach this myself but love what you wrote about the moon! That rock is so important what would we do without it?
I really love the way you approached the form. I read the description of it and wasn’t crazy about it, but your approach… love it.
And yes, some relationships are a dance between love and hate.
Lady Luna is a complicated seductress. It isn’t easy being in love with her, I’d guess from your description, but she sure is an eye full. Love the poem
Just a gorgeous write!It seems we were both concerned with muses!
I never thought of the moon as a whore before, but that’s a startling metaphor, for sure!
I keep having to re-read this as get something new everytime. Beautifully written.
The moon smokes clouds by the sun’s stricken match
Stars rush like sparks from her moody bowl of ash
Some say the sun is vain to admire its own reflection
at the moon’s nightstand table for so long
I’m in love with moon. I hate that lady.
How one loves to separate the moon as an entity with what one associates the lady in her (that is carrying the baggage)
Hank
This is a really amazing way to handle the prompt. I’m blown away by how much I love it.
I adore the contrasts and contradictions you’ve woven within this poem.