
Full and bright, the night alight
with skittering scatters and chitter-chat
of sated rat. The vixen barks to her mate,
and beneath the walls, creatures slither and crawl,
while mice and voles in the shadows hide
as feathered wings outstretched glide–and bide.
And shall I call it owl moon?
A moment in time, perhaps not real—
Imagined flights, unseen sights, but
the planets spin, the stars glow and go
about what they do, and the owl does, too,
with a hoot to the world, he dives,
survives—though it’s fate—not feud,
the hunters and the pursued.
All the questions, unanswered, still are asked—
the moments gone, past to future and to past–
but listen–
the fade of argent song, the hummed goodnight,
as trills and twitters awaken dawn’s light.
This was originally written for Paul Brookes’ Special January Ekphrastic Challenge. Kerfe Roig supplied the beautiful artwork. I’ve added this recording of the poem to go with it, and I’m linking it to dVerse Open Link Night.
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Thank you!
Beautiful
Thank you so much, Beth!
Haunting and enchanting, Merril: perfect scene-setting in the run up to Halloween!
Thank you, Ingrid. I thought it fit the season, too. 😀
Merril- I love your reading of this beautiful poem. You had me at ‘Owl Moon’.
Thank you so much, Linda! Kerfe’s art inspired me.
You’re welcome. It is very beautiful!
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A perfect Halloween poetic. Owls are fearsome night flight predators. Your details and flowing rhyme scheme holds our attention. Your audio was great, and it was a gift to hear it; nice work.
Thank you so much, Glenn. I appreciate your kind words.
Enchanting poem!!! Perfect poem for this time of year…so good! 🙂
Thank you so much, Linda! I thought so, too, even though I wrote it in January.
Perfect timing for this weekend…I would have loved the poem in any month though. We have owls in our back woods. I like to listen to them…something so wonderful about owls. 🙂
That’s so cool. I don’t hear owls very often. One night in the fall before my mom died, we were in the ER with her, and when we got home late at night, there was an owl hooting. And it went on for a long time.
Spooktacular technique, Merril. Thanks.
Thanks, Ron.! 😀
Loved hearing you read this marvelous moody vision of the power of the night and its creatures, foreboding and inexorable. And then the dawn with its “argent song”! Richly wrought imagery, Merrill.
pax,
dora
Thank you very much for your thoughtful comment, Dora.
My pleasure.
The rhythm and rhyme are perfect for reading aloud and you rocked it! Mesmerized! ❣
Aww—thanks so much, Tricia! 💙
Very welcome! 💗
Your voice brings the scene to life. Well done, Merril.
Thank you so much, Ken!
Loved it!
Thank you so much!
Love the alliteration in this poem, Merril, and I loved hearing you read it 🙂
Thank you so much, Marie! I’m so pleased you enjoyed poem and reading. 💙
WOW! to the image, the poem, and your reading!! I could see this poem in a Norton anthology.
Wow, Liz! Thank you so much! 💙
You’re most welcome, Merril!
Beautiful reading with the sounds coming alive. I love the rich imaginative take on the owl moon against an enhanted night.
Thank you so much, Grace! I appreciate that.
A lovely read. Very evocative of rich wilderness alive and stirring in melodious night. Like camping out in the wild. You gave me good feels! ❤
What a lovely comment! Thank you so much!
You’re most welcome!
I always enjoy when you read your poetry, Merril. This was fantastic! Thanks for sharing.
Thank you so much, Jill! I’m happy you enjoyed it. 😀
This is such a visual poem. A beautiful night where things are as they should be.
Thank you so much, Claudia. Yes, it’s pleasant to imagine.
So wonderful to hear this. Thanks again for attaching such beautiful words to my painting. (K)
You’re welcome. Thank you for the beautiful art. I’m so pleased you like the words it inspired. 💙
You can use my art anytime.
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All the questions, unanswered, still are asked—
the moments gone, past to future and to past–
Nicely done Merril!
Thank you so much, Dwight!
You are welcome!
A fine, haunting, poem beautifully, sensitively, read
Thank you very much, Derrick!
You bring the dark night and mood of All Hallows to life here. Great visuals and description. I especially like your transition here: “…All the questions, unanswered, still are asked—/the moments gone, past to future and to past–” it ties all the sights, sounds and movements in the previous stanzas together and then whisks us into morning. Enjoyed it!
Thank you so much for your kind words and thoughtful, close reading!
Perfect for All Hallows Eve … hearing you read it made it even more enjoyable. Cheers.
Thank you so much, Helen. I’m so pleased you enjoyed it!
“Questions unanswered still ae asked” is a stand-out line to me. Great poem!
Thank you so much, Beverly!
Doubly enjoyed, Merril
Thanks for dropping by my blog
Much💜love
Thank you so much, and you’re welcome! 💙
“with skittering scatters and chitter-chat
of sated rat.”
delightful!
~peace, Jason
Thank you so much, Jason!
Enchanting, Merril.
I listened to you reading.
Your voice is clear, yet not overstated.
Perfect.
Perhaps Jeremy Irons is the only person who could read this better than you do.
High praise, indeed! Thank you so much, Resa!
Welcome!
Beautifully read and written. Perfect for this weekend.
There is lots of life at night while the rest of the world sleeps…
Thank you very much! I’m such a morning person, so it’s funny when I write about the night. I guess I see more of it this time of year.
That you are! And night is still lingering when you get up, I bet. I know that when I run at 6-6:30 it’s awfully dark!
Yes, I don’t want to go out in the dark-dark, so I’ve been waiting till about 6:45, and it’s still twilight then. We go back to standard time on Sunday though, so I’m going to be totally thrown off for a couple weeks.
I have no choice, especially on Mondays (I have an 8 am appointment) to go earlier. I have to calculate stretch and shower time in there! Mind you, when I walk, it’s less exigent. I can skip the stretch and can have a quickie shower 😉
We also go back to standard time at the same time as you 🙂 Gah! I wish they would abolish this foolishness.
I agree about the time shifts.
My husband got sprayed by a skunk a few weeks ago, and saw a possum in our yard a couple nights ago, so I’m sort of afraid what I might encounter. Plus I need a white hoody, I think.
Useless things.
Oh no! Poor Doug! I don’t blame you on being afraid of what you can encounter. And guess what I was wearing this morning? Yessiree… a white hoody 😉
I only have black ones! I have to be careful.
Oh yes. Or get a reflective stripe put on it. I am always careful to wear either that or my light grey jacket. I fear wearing anything darker.
I wore light grey sweatpants yesterday, and a scarf that has a white side to it. 😀
There ya go! Ran in my white sweatshirt 😉
So very Lovely, Thank you!
Thank you very much.