Indefinite

Peder Severin Krøyer [Public domain] “Summer Evening at Skagen beach, the artist and his wife”

Ask am I like the moon
you love with wind-urged language
springing from my tongue?
Together, I say we sail
through star-sprayed indigo —

and if
there, time sleeps,
still, we will hear the fiddler
play across seas and dreams, music
carried on blue breezes into a garden–
and home

My poem from the Magnetic Poetry Oracle. The painting seemed to fit, and she’s fond of it.

In Harmony

Peder Severin Krøyer [Public domain] “Summer Evening at Skagen beach, the artist and his wife”

If I listen, lonely
in the long blanket of night—
the moon sings, murmuring secrets,
gathered deep in tree roots
to flow through green tendrils,
and flowering pink–
recalled by birds, and bee-danced along paths,
to the wind-rustled sea.
There, in after-breaths, the world walks on soft blue,
in harmony sky and water, for a moment,
sublime.

My poem from the Magnetic Poetry Oracle.

Lingering

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Peder Severin Krøyer [Public domain] “Summer Evening at Skagen beach, the artist and his wife”

 

Light sings over the sea

as the moon rises,

a silver coin floating in a purple sky

full of secrets,

she sails into the morning

 

~remembering~

 

joy, we wake,

open the window to if,

listening for that sea song

that lingers like a laugh

in the dark.

 

Another collaborative puente from the Oracle.  The first line came from one set of tiles, and the rest came from another set. I remembered this painting after I wrote the poem (in case anyone is wondering). 😉