Bracken -brown I breathe, one eye opened
camouflaged, alone. I note the callous sun
gone pale, grey behind its autumn shroud,
almost turning day to night and my moth-
mind. moon-mind, flutters skyward higher
where in the cold embrace of night we will
later waltz, Madame Moth the Moon and I.
Today Sarah hosts dVerse Poetics with a prompt where we are writing from the point of view of an insect. The picture of the moth in the wilted bracken I took during the weekend and it inspired this short piece.
September 14, 2021
Madame Moth the Moon and I…..me thinks this could be the title of a wonderful book! 🙂
I had to zoom in on your picture to spot the moth, so she is certainly well camouflaged! I love all the alliteration and assonance of ‘my moth-mind. moon-mind,’ Really in tune with the moon!
“where in the cold embrace of night we will
later waltz, Madame Moth the Moon and I.”
Love the ending—
and the beginning.
“Bracken -brown I breathe, one eye opened”
Pretty picture, kindly poem. I don’t mind moths outside and at a distance. Close-up in the house, no thank you! It’s still a mystery how they make their way inside from time to time.
“Bracken-brown I breathe”: transfixingly begun and wistfully ended. I loved it.
Nice work, Bjorn. Mothriffic!
Oh yes i luv that date of Moon and Moth
A lively bit of brevity, Bjorn. Your alliteration is delicious, your message is fun.
Exactly the comment I had in mind. Beautiful.
“the callous sun”! I like that! and the “bracken-brown”!
Enjoy the insight into this night moth! Great write!
‘Enjoyed’ not ‘enjoy’ – ooops.
Loved the bit about the waltz Madame Moth the Moon and I. Dance on…
Lyrical piece of prose poetry.
Wonderful alliteration in the opening line and the ending. What a waltz it would be!
What a gorgeous little self-contained verse! I love the whole idea of the moth avoiding the callous and waiting to waltz with the moon 🙂
Very nicely done! They are amazing creatures.
I love the threesome waltz!
A delightfully constructed poem with excellent imagery! Reminds of the best verses from my childhood.
Love the last line Bjorn, sounds like the title of s song.
camouflages it perfectly, great shot! And they most certainly prefer to flutter about in moonlight