She asks if the Moon sleeps
to dream of diamond after-light sparkling
through the storm-swept cosmos?
And if she could stop Time,
would she?
To hold with aching heart
Sun-beauty, to taste the sweetness of summer
in rose-petaled glow, and watch purple seas pound the rocks
as shadows whisper, this is for the living.
But she sees it all,
the blood rust and blood lust,
honeyed radiance, and rain falling like laughter.
She hears the laughter, she hears the tears–
her face remains impassive, but she hums, sometimes gently
sometimes fiercely—
a thousand nights, a million,
they are all the same and each one different.
Today’s poem is a collaboration with the Magnetic Poetry Oracle.
Yesterday and today: Merril's historical musings 
oh, is this a beauty!
Thank you very much, Beth! I appreciate that.
that oracle! Superb!
Thank you so much!
So welcome.
This is gorgeous, Merril. Gorgeous! ❤
Thank you so much, Robin! ❤️
Wonderful writing!
Thank you very much!
Radiant, like the Redon. There are definitely echoes in mine. (K)
Thank you! Yes, I thought of you with the questions. 😀
This is truly beautiful!
Thank you so much, Lucy!
I believe The Oracle does see it all: ‘the blood rust and blood lust,
honeyed radiance, and rain falling like laughter.’ Beautiful 😊
Thank you so much, Ingrid!
I enjoyed the personification of the moon, especially the first several lines of the second stanza, reflecting someone who is distance and can only watch what is occurring.
Thank you very much! I appreciate your reading and comment.
Yes, we all three had the same words, the same message centred on the moon (the moon that hums). I love it when that happens!
I do, too! 😀
🙂
Merril this is hauntingly beautiful. That last stanza is so powerful! I jumped into the magnetic poetry oracle myself this week but I worked with a shadorma. Love this!
Thank you so much, Colleen!
I’ve used the Oracle before for your prompts, but I prefer to just stay open to whatever. 😀
This was fun. I haven’t worked with magnetic poetry for at least a year. We all need some inspiration, sometimes. ❤
Yes, exactly! 😀
Wow! Really, Merril, this is poem is just outstanding. Yes, that last stanza is amazing. I wish I could explain why I love this poem so much, but, yeah, I’m at a loss for words … lol. You know, I heard a poet say the other day that she likes writing poetry because she feels you don’t have to explain poetry like you might an essay or short story. I want to say that I like reading poetry because I don’t believe i have to explain what I like or love about it … I just do 😉
Thank you so much! I love it so much when someone thinks something I’ve written is so amazing that they can’t even explain why. 😀
When I posted this one, I thought I really like this one–so I’m pleased others do, too.
Oh, yes, this poem is a big hit 🙂
❤️
My reaction to the poem was exactly the same, Marie, and you expressed it much better than I could! The poetry of the ineffable . . .
Aww–thank you both! 😘
You’re welcome, Merril. 🙂
Beautiful, Merril! Thanks for sharing.
Thank you, Jill!
Intriguingly mesmerising
Thank you, Derrick.
This is amazing so beautiful 💛💛💛💛
Thank you so much! 💙
Those last two lines are stunning
Thank you so much!
So welcome💙
Beautiful 😍 I love this .
Thank you so much!
I cannot top the comments. This is sublime, Merrii.
Awww–thank you so much, Dale!
My pleasure. It is truly a beautiful piece
Thank you! 💙
Fabulous! You and your oracle… should be a song.
Like a Me & Booby MaGee kinda thing
Lol! Maybe you should write a poem about your oracle!
Thank you! 😀