And so, the moon hums
before the storm comes,
clanging and chasing away the blue,
dimming it with charcoal hues,
electrifying sky to ground—
always the way, I’ve found–
bright day gives way to night,
calm voice raised before a fight,
delight to sorrow sometimes flows
erasing joy, and yet, the shadows
flicker, so come song and light.
The challenge for Day 19 of NaPoWriMo is to write an abecedarian poem. I’ve done two stanzas—a to e and then a to f. The full pink moon was humming fiercely this morning, but we’re supposed to get thunderstorms later today. It’s very cloudy right now, but the birds are singing!
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A beautiful combination Merril!
Thank you, Holly!
Youre so welcome!
You didn’t go the whole hog, but at least you wrote poetry! I keep squinting at the moon but it doesn’t look pink to me. Maybe tonight. It’s a bit clearer.
Thank you. 🙂
I don’t think it’s supposed to look pink–it’s the flowers that are pink this time of year. We won’t see the moon tonight.
Oh, what a disappointment! There was a big moon last night but I can’t see anything tonight. I don’t understand how the moon works at all.
All you need to know is that she shines–and hums. 🙂
True. If she wants to hide or not appear that’s her privilege 🙂
Exactly–like the Oracle. 😉
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WE had a gloriously warm day followed by painted clouds damped by cooling showers and then the brightest moon I ever saw -and now your delightful poem thank you Merril
Thank you, Susan! I didn’t see the moon last night, but it was definitely there this morning.
How timely to read this as we’re having some thunderstorm moving through the area now. I enjoyed this, Merril!
Thank you, Jill. They’re on the way here.
Just read this now as the night gives way to todays 25 degrees! What a beauty, soft and stormy at the same time. Take care tomorrow, no visiting Oz!! 🤗🤗
It was warm here today, too. Now it smells of petrichor–but so far no storms. They may come later. Thank you, Damien– I certainly hope we don’t get another tornado warning!
Glad to hear it! I love the word petrichor!!!!!
I do, too!
You were lucky to see the moon…we had a cloudy night, although the sun came out this afternoon. But the birds are quite talkative rain or shine!
The moon shot was from the morning before it got cloudy. The birds are talkative!
This flows so well I didn’t notice the device
Thank you, Derrick. That’s wonderful. I felt constrained by the device.
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As usual, wonderfully done. Good pic to go with the poem. Hi Merril.
Hi, Frank! Hope you’re well. Thank you for reading and commenting!
I’m catching up after a busy weekend. I’ve just read Jane’s “Dusk When,” posted close to the same time as this. It’s so interesting to see you posting poetry with thoughts that seem to mirror each other. Especially here with your “and yet, the shadows / flicker, so come song and light” and her “muddied uncertain / shifting light / sigh and sift the silver / of the rising moon.”
Thank you, Ken.
You discovered the secret that we’re really one person. Hahaha. I try never to read Jane’s before I write mine so I won’t be influenced–so, I can’t explain it.
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Wonderfully done. So true, that “calm before the storm” in more than one “medium” so to speak
Thank you very much, Dale!