Pledge

I bid you boldly
wait a while, abide a bit
while the moon is
    waning,
        waxing;

linger, dear,
until she’s full and spills
her silver
in the mountain tarn
beside our cabin door;

listen, darling, you will
hear me knocking
when I’m back

    again.

The edge of a Heath by moonlight by John Constable

Lisa hosts the Quadrille at dVerse, and the word is abide.

November 30, 2020

44 responses to “Pledge

  1. This is absolutely stunning, Bjorn! Love the choice of artwork and the image of the moon spilling “her silver in the mountain tarn.”💝

  2. This is really beautiful, Bjorn, and the image at the end is the icing on the cake. To write poetry that’s so resonant in so few words demonstrates great skill and talent!

  3. This is gorgeous–I particularly like the second stanza.
    I took it as romantic, but I can see Jane’s point, too. I think someone could read it aloud and make it sound quite ominous.

  4. I love the alliteration and wordplay in the opening lines, Björn, and the lines:
    ‘linger, dear,
    until she’s full and spills
    her silver
    in the mountain tarn
    beside our cabin door’ –
    what an image!

  5. In absolute awe as always. Is it wrong to say I liked the brevity? Some poetry (mine, for example) takes a hundred thoughts to come up with a feeling. You do it it so beautifully with just the words you need and nothing more. I envy that skill!

  6. This felt romantic with the moon and chosen words. I went outside Saturday and Sunday night to see the moon spill it’s glorious night light
    upon the earth.

  7. If not sinister, a little Wuthering Heights perhaps – and so well done – the long long breath at the end – ‘when I’m back…again’ – the first lines – ‘bid you boldly wait a while’ – just roll around the mouth in delicious round sounds – and the trilling silver of the second stanza – sound evokes that tarn babbling in the moonlight. Bravo.

  8. The inducement to hope for the lover’s return, by the light of the moon and all the promise it offers, is just beautifully expressed, Bjorn! I loved every word of this.

  9. This is so beautifully written, Björn. And now that Jane pointed it out, I kind of feel like her. Too many endearments make me nervous,

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