This night is moon;
is ghost-owl habitat,
an ink-washed shadow-journey,
loss of glow;
This night is close to death,
painful rites of dissolution
you might cross these gloomy lakes
to yet taste
rays of daylight,
a persimmon of dawn,
nectar on your lips.
55 words for Kerry’s prompt and McMonster’s picture at toads
October 5, 2019
Persimmon of dawn is a lovely bitter-sweet image. Thanks, Bjorn. Hope all well! k.
I so much wanted to leave a comment on your wonderful poem… I think it worked so well, and have to say it reminded me a lot of a poem that could have been written by Leonard Cohen, and I could almost hear him singing.
Hi Bjorn–do I have comments disabled? I may! I have not been in touch with my blog, as you I’m sure know. Thanks very much. It is meant to be a song and about hearing music in one’s sleep I have been working a huge amount on my job and also working a lot on illustrated books on the side. Hope all well. k.
Nice to see something besides tangerine dawn. Persimmon dawn is perfect. And self-inflicted exorcism…so good.
The whole poem is exquisite, the word choices, word combo, format, and the promise that hope may dawn.
Persimmon is a perfect choice for Fall sunrise, lovely write.
Love that first stanza. Also, nice mention of a persimmon.
Ghost-owl habitat and persimmon dawn…..perfect!
I love the Gothic atmosphere you have created
Wow! I can really relate to this poem on a psychological level. The second stanza is very telling and beautifully concluded.
I love persimmon dawn! Nicely done Bjorn.
I like “the night is close to death” the dawn will soon be arriving and with it hopefully the kiss of a new day.
Owl habitat, whether ghosts or alive, is the place to set the imagination free, which you’ve done is in this stunning poem, Björn! I love the phrases ‘ink-washed shadow-journey’ and ‘persimmon of dawn’.
There is something here that makes me think of rites of passage, the harrowing sort where survival isn’t guaranteed. Love also holds no such guarantees.
So utterly gorgeous and rich in both imagery and language, Bjorn! Wowww ❤️
This has a dark sensual essence that is very enticing Björn — enjoyable read!
This was interesting reading, Bjorn. I liked stumbling, those early rays in the face, “persimmon of dawn, softly slipping nectar on your lips. I would like trying the sensation, I am doubting that I would like it.
Hope in the dawn, what a wonderful series of images.