The night breathed hope, or was it wrong of me
to think the moon hummed tunes for us alone.
We left, or fled, or magic-led, to see
new worlds across the sea—we’d be unknown.
But will the stars so brightly shine beyond
world’s edge? And will the air smell sweeter there?
And to the sun, will bright-hued birds respond
in raucous song? Or must we not compare,
new worlds to old? So bold we go—somewhere.
This is for dVerse, where Laura has asked us to write a noveline, a poetic form invented by Sarah Rayburn inspired by the Spenserian sonnet. You can find more details about the form and the prompt here.
I may continue this one at another time.
Yesterday and today: Merril's historical musings 
This is so beautifully done, Merril. I looked at the challenge and thought… Nope. I’m not there yet 😉
Thank you so much, Dale!
When I saw the prompt, I thought, “I want to try this.” 😀
I might be tempted… thought it won’t be until tomorrow as I posted today 😉
I love the bold sense of adventure you have captured here, Merril! I don’t think we often appreciate just how daring those early adventurers were, but reading your poem brings this sense to life.
Thank you so much, Ingrid. I’m glad that came across!
To boldly go somewhere… the reference to star trek is wonderful, so much the same, but still so very different, finding adventure in life.
Thank you! 😀 The Star Trek reference was not intentional–at first. The show must have been on my mind though since we were talking about it yesterday.
Loving with so much meaning!
Thank you, Rene!
this almost brought tears – it is such a loving, lilting journey
” or was it wrong of me
to think the moon hummed tunes for us alone”
I wish I could have written that!!
Oh wow! Thank you so much, Laura!
can’t praise this enough!
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I think you have a five-year mission, so take your time 🙂 I like the enjambement, it breaks up the rhythm and prevents it falling into predictability.
Thank you.🤣. It was only after I’d written it that I realized it sounded like Star Trek, but I decided to leave it. It could very well be about space voyagers!
Almost anything can! I think the Oracle used to watch it 🙂
I think so, too!
I LOVE this!!! It’s like “The Immigrant Song”–only much better.
Thank you so much, Liz! 😍
Merril, your last word had my scalp tingling. I love the attitude of the speaker here. I like the fact that she uses “we” as she speaks.
There is a poignancy about the poem, and I didn’t think of space travel, but, yes, why not? The poignancy for me is every time I’ve moved–from my hometown to California and then California to Florida–I’ve wondered these things: “And will the air smell sweeter there?” That’s kind of like asking if the grass is greener on the other side 😉
But one worries, as I did, if the voyage, the move will turn out to be a mistake, but it’s not fair to compare new worlds to old. I really love this poem. It holds many stories.
Thank you so much, Marie. This is such a thoughtful comment. I really appreciate it. 💙
Who knows what change holds?
Therein lies an incomparable answer.
Be it a strange new world, returning to an old one or resisting by attempting to change the stale; the best is to try.
The old saying “Nothing ventured, nothing gained”, has nothing on your brave new words. This is exquisitely written. You set a high standard!
Thank you, Merril!
Thank you so very much, Resa. I appreciate your kind words. 💙
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The hopeful spirit! Lovely.
Thank you so much!
I can hear this recited as she climbs the gangplank to board the ship, off to The New World. Fine work indeed, Merril!
Thank you, Ron.! I’m so pleased I created such a vivid image in your head.
Very richly embroidered, lots of emotional impact for me, I loved it.
Thank you so much!
Merril,
The imagery is exquisite, and the sentiments lyrical. Loved this.
pax,
dora
Thank you, Dora. I appreciate your kind words!
New worlds old worlds we need them both steeped in wonder lessons and hope
Much💖love
Thank you so much, Gillena. ❤️
You can virtually touch the hope the speaker has within their words. Beautifully written Merril.
Massive Hugs
That’s a lovely comment, David. Thank you very much! Hugs back to you.
I love the idea of the moon humming. Lovely, Merril.
Thank you very much, Jill!
I love the sense of adventure in your your last line. Lovely ☺️
Thank you so much!
I really like this poem Merril. I had to think of the Afghan refugees that have been displaced to others parts of the world. Your poem fits that so well.
Thank you very much, Dwight.
So many immigrants throughout time.
New worlds are exciting and has its own charm. The poem flowed beautifully Merrill.
Thank you very much, Grace!
Your first two lines are captivating. The questions are valid and really reflective. The closing lines open new possibilities – somewhere.
Thank you so very much!
Merril, it does seem to me that you are magic-led…
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David
Oh, David! 💙
Neat. And beautifully put together….
Thank you very much!
too lovely Merril thank you …
Thank you, Susan. 💙
Merril, this has lovely, lyrical imagery. The sense of adventure in your words left me excited for what next. Waiting for your next stanza and next…
Aww–thank you so much. That’s very kind.
A wonderful poem, so apt for today
Thank you very much, Derrick.
Beautiful Merril! I agree with Laura, your opening is breathtaking.
Thank you so much, Rob! That is very kind. 💙
I love the way this poem begins: “the night breathed hope” and develops into an eddy of magic and stars and ends so perfectly with the line: “So bold we go – somewhere.” ❤
Thank you so much for your lovely comment!
I enjoyed the unknown destination at the end.
Thank you very much!