Moonvoice

In moonsilver spilled painting paths
between the stately headstones lost
In my mind repeating voices, wrath,
mistakes made, the ”why” that’s tossed

the dagger-words embeds themselves
my mumbling shield: “I do not know”
“I didn’t think, I didn’t care, I shelved
my brain, to mend I don’t see how

From high above a voice, the moon:
Be still and breathe, this night will tell
I’m frozen, calm, a solemn tune
from far away it sends a spell.

I leave the graveyard to itself
the moon has told me nothing more
than what I knew about myself
just listen well, unlock your doors.

Moonlit night at park
Isaac Levitan

Today Dora hosts at dVerse with a prompt on how to incorporate dialogue into your poem. Today I felt like writing rhymes.

April 8, 2025

17 responses to “Moonvoice

  1. This is absolutely exquisite, Bjorn! 💙💙 I love the use of rhyme and dialogue here especially;

    “From high above a voice, the moon:
    Be still and breathe, this night will tell
    I’m frozen, calm, a solemn tune
    from far away it sends a spell.”

  2. Searching for answers from the voices of the past is a huge draw. Which is why I love that last stanza, because it says it all. Honestly, if the moon were to speak to me, I’d like it to say just what it does here.

  3. what the heart knows, is well spoken here Björn

    luv the setting of mystery, very intriguing

    muvh♡love

  4. I enjoyed the encounter in the graveyard, Björn, and the voice of the moon. The final stanza has something of Edgar Allan Poe about it.

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