Ask if the moon sleeps as the sky turns rosy,
and with languid tongue, licks black to blue–
does she recall the after-ache of crashing birth,
and dream the songs of a thousand stars?
Now, watch the cool cat breath rise with arched back
over the river, curling into the morning air—
is this what you seek? Recall the beauty of this day—
clothed in peach, pink, and blue–
the chirp of sparrows, the rush of heron’s wing.
When I opened our back door this morning, there was the moon right in front of me. Then when I walked to the river, it was just so beautiful with the sun rising over the water. The world is full of terrible things and horrible people, but there is also such beauty in it. The Oracle knows and reminds me.
Yesterday and today: Merril's historical musings 
So beautifully evoked, if as always
Thank you very much, Derrick.
(I took your advice with the tiled mosaic gallery.)
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Those last two lines! I love the gentle feeling of both words and photos. Morning painting the sky. (K)
Thank you! I took a quick look at the Oracle before I walked, and the message seemed so different. I guess she knew I needed that walk!
She always knows.
Thank goodness you have the Oracle to remind you of the beauty in the world, and sing its praises!
Thank you, Ingrid. 😀
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Thank you–though your blog just says coming soon.
Lovely! I hear some of your thoughts seeping into mine. Funny, I had ‘languid’ and took it out when I read it over. It was your word today 🙂
Thank you!
I did think we had some shared thoughts. I had whisper originally, but you took that.
The Oracle had a whole stream of alliteration with “languid,” but it didn’t quite work.
We did, and used some of the same images to express different things.
No, they didn’t work for me either. Someone else must have been using them 🙂
Oh, you’re probably right! 😀
Thanks for helping us focus on the beauty, Merril. It’s so important for our well-being.
Yes, you’re right, Jill. Thank you.
Lovely! Very evocative. Especially enjoyed:
Now, watch the cool cat breath rise with arched back
over the river, curling into the morning air—
Thank you so much! I’m pleased you found it evocative.
“cool cat breath” came straight from the Magnetic Poetry Oracle! 😀
I truly enjoy your style and tone Merril – you’ve a musician’s ear and an artist’s palette informing your verse. A lovely flair that takes nothing away from the impactful statements.
What a lovely comment. Thank you so much!
Would that it wasn’t tinged with a twist of envy – I often wish I had that brush in my repertoire.
Well, thank you again!
I love the last stanza in particular. There is indeed great beauty in the everyday.
Thank you so much, Liz!
You’re welcome, Merril!
Wow… If you hadn’t said so, I would never have thought this was a magnetic poem, Merril!
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David
Thank you so much, David! 💙
I don’t take every word from the tiles. The Oracle and I know each other well enough now, that she points me in the direction. But most of the words come from the tiles.
Thank you for noting the moment when the moon and son sing a duet. Magical, magnetic! 😀
Thank you so much, Marian!
I love seeing the sun and moon together, and I love morning twilight.
“sun”
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Goodness, this poem took my breath away, Merril! So perfect in every word!
Wow–thank you so much, Marie! 💙
Nothing more beautiful than anything reminding one of a cat :).
Hahaha. Thanks!😀
Wow! This was just amazing…so beautiful!!!
Thank you so much, Linda! 💙
Absolutely wonderful. As long as we keep seeing beauty, all is not lost.
Thank you so much, Dale. Yes!
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I love this and your pictures are stunning 😍
Thank you so much! 💙
So true ❤️ thank you for sharing!
Thank you for reading! 💙