Moon-moment — stay
slow seconds to hours
let hours be years,
turn never into forever,
let your silver expand
let it spill, stretch your fingers
‘cross waves. over water
Moon-moment — wait
with me gently blanket tomorrow,
brighten my sorrows
with silver
of daylight just borrowed.
Quadrille with Merril at dVerse, the word is blanket, and you have to use that word in a poem having exactly 44 words.
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This is darkly passionate, Bjorn! I love the idea of “borrowed daylight,” its silver brightening sorrows. 💝 We need such moments!
silvery spectre of time in this moon-moment – love those last lines
Ooh, a moon poem! I remember that image by Edvard Munch from a prompt some years ago, but I can’t remember if it was a dVerse prompt. I like the repetition of ‘moon-moment’ and the variation on ‘stay’ to ‘wait’ to convey the ephemeral quality of such a moment, and the spilling silver that becomes:
‘…gently blanket tomorrow,
brighten my sorrows
with silver
of daylight just borrowed’.
I used that painting for one of my poetry rpompts. Maybe that’s the one you’re thinking of,
I think it is!
🙂
Evocative piece Björn, Like how the tone shifts from ponderous in the first – ‘stay slow seconds…’ to a more gentle register in the second stanza – ‘gently blanket tomorrow…’ And what a striking image – that Munch was some painter.
I have visited the Munch museum in Oslo… if you ever get a chance I recommend it… so much more than the scream.
I like this one. It has an urgency about it, a plea to seize the moment and make it last.
“turn never into forever” oh how I love that. A night sky without moonlight is so lonely. The picture is evocative. There is a whole dark dream-like realm within it. The woman’s image is spectral, as if she’s traveling out-of-body.
You can feel the moonlight falling over you in this poem. Beautiful.
Oh, this is so beautiful and visceral. ❤
I love these lines:
"turn never into forever,
let your silver expand
let it spill, stretch your fingers
‘cross waves. over water…"
Amazing writing, as usual!
I love ‘brighten my sorrows
with silver
of daylight just borrowed.’ So beautiful!
I really like this. There’s such a sense of yearning, and wanting to hold on to that moon-moment.
If only we could hold on and stop time…
“brighten my sorrows
with silver
of daylight”
Ah the dawn , a promise of hope resolved
Happy Monday Björn
Much💖love
Truly beautiful Bjorn. I love the thougthts of silder gracing our days, lighting our nights. Simply beautiful.
I love that silver of daylight & turning never to forever.
Oh, yes. Beautiful work, Bjorn. I esp liked the close on borrowed daylight. Perfect.
“slow seconds to hours
let hours be years,
turn never into forever,”
Oh how I’ve wished this at times.
Beautiful Bjorn
Love the coaxing feel of this.
And “daylight just borrowed” is a great line.
A silver moment to “gently blanket tomorrow” is such a wonderful image of sorrows comforted: beautiful, Bjorn! Who would not yearn for this?
I love the feel of incantation in this poem.
kaykuala
with silver
of daylight just borrowed.
Great close, Bjorn! Describes exactly what the moon is, a borrower of reflection not one of its own. The Sun is supreme.
Hank
This was beautiful! You have a way with pacing your words to fit the lines. Quite eloquent! 🙂
That is a beautiful poem.
I so love this, Björn. The yearning is palpable.
Nicely done! love the silvering of the daylight, just borrowed!
I like the tone of the poem you’ve created. very gentle
Beautiful Bjorn, and a haunting image
You’ve managed to do a lot with the 44 words, Bjorn: you’ve captured that moment with such poetic language. I always find it hard with just 44 words. I found the picture terrifying because it reminds me of the movie version of Susan Hill’s ‘The Woman in Black.’
Beautiful❣️❣️🙏
Beautiful and evocative. A splendid approach to the prompt!
Dreamy and full of yearning. (K)
There’s a gentle sway about the meter of this poem. Almost soothing. Hypnotic.
I sense your deep yearning, a powerful pull.
gentle and haunting the moon blankets many things!
Your word created a comforting blanket.
I especially like the ending lines,
“brighten my sorrows
with silver
of daylight just borrowed.”
Thank you.