Shadows and Light
Who—if not my shadow—
recalls the honeyed light
when the black-dressed sky
scorns even diamond studs?
She asks–says please—
the fiddler plays
to owl-wings’ whispered beat
and then, the moon chimes a lullaby
through prismatic clouds,
while below ghosts dance
in the shadows cast
to vanish with the robin’s chirp
in the dawn’s sharp radish sky.
It took a couple tries with the Oracle. She waited until I was really focusing. 😏
Yesterday and today: Merril's historical musings 
I love it. You really expressed the emotions right.
Thank you!
Your welcome
I had two visits because the first one I used the old set of words by mistake and got a strange poem. I went back and looked at the new set, and lo and behold, I got the same poem as yours (the first one was like Kerfe’s). Shadows and the fiddler were among the words, but we also had owls and that red bird, which weren’t.
The shadow and the dancing ghost…they are traveling through all of ours I think. Jane is right, though, her second one and yours reflect each other, while her first one is more attuned to mine. It’s a restless and strange time. (K)
Yes, I think you’re right. We do all have shadows/ghosts. It is a restless and strange time.
I keep coming back to the first two lines:
Who—if not my shadow—
recalls the honeyed light
Something sensuous about those lines. So you were having trouble focusing? I’m very unfocused these days, but, when it comes to reading and writing poetry, I think that’s okay 🙂
Thank you, Marie.
It’s always so interesting to hear about people interpret my lines.
I have to have a special sort of focus when working with the Oracle. The words have to jump out and connect. 🙂
My words jump out but getting them to connect is herding cats 😉
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An unusual take on the shadow self.
Thank you, Liz. 😏
You’re welcome, Merril. 🙂
“In the dawn’s sharp radish sky” — what a finale! Great imagery and emotional tone, Merril.
Thank you so much, Marian! 😊
I love that honeyed light, Merril!
Thank you, Ingrid!
Wonderfully mesmerising. Well worth the struggle to focus.
Thank you so much, Derrick! I appreciate that.
This is magical, and perfectly paired with Redon. I find so much inspiration in his art, and I feel like this poem might have evoked his palette even if you hadn’t posted the image!
Thank you very much! That is so very kind.
My friend and I have noticed that the magnetic poetry Oracle is a big Redon fan.🙂
Wow! Each line evokes so much imagery!! If this poem were live on stage, you would get a standing ovation!
What a lovely comment, Linda! Thank you so much!💙💙
The miracle of the Oracle + Merril = wisdom poetry.
It’s always a treat. to read your poems, Merril.
OH, where should I send people to buy your book(s)?
You know, for at the end of my review.
Amazon & Nightingale and Sparrow?
Also, may I use your “About Page” at the end of “River Ghosts” with the black & white photo of you?
Thanks so much, Resa!
Yes, Amazon and N&S. And yes, about the About page and photo. 💙
Yay!
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I love that the Oracle was patient with you… because she knows. Beautiful imagery, Merril.
Thank you very much, Dale! 🙂
Pleasure is mine.