casts an opal eye
on sweet grass
lush and deep
when grey-beard moss
whip-stitches jagged sutures
into a coal-black night
as raven-ink wings
of hollow-bone birds
beat into submission
feral howls of need
you will find her
arms akimbo
legs dovetailed
pale skin smeared with
the dirt of a sacred place
you will hear her
black-note hymn
a chant, sweet canticle
of three words
sung in runes...
...a lush garden of images woven into a night both full and empty
ReplyDeleteI think
that she
is me
Sweetest vision, given voice. It reads like a lovely dream.
ReplyDelete"when grey-beard moss
ReplyDeletewhip stitches jagged sutures
into a coal-black night" beautiful, beautiful, beautiful!
Rich, lush, inky imagry and I like the juxtaposition of th edgy "whip stiches jagged sutures" mysterious, dark; a lovely piece!
ReplyDeleteyou create an experience and make writing in this style appear effortless when it must be tough - very natural and affecting
ReplyDeletegreat use of words and descriptors to build this...your word choice accentuates the feel immensely...very well done diana
ReplyDeletebeautiful romantic image!
ReplyDelete"you will hear her
ReplyDeleteblack-note hymn
a chant, sweet canticle
of three words
sung in runes"
Ah! Music to my ears! Rites close to my own heart! I feel the magick! By the Goddess, may she work her will in the world! %^& *+@ !!!
Okay...running to my rune dictionary! I am a moon worshiper to the highest! Did you see her riding the sky last night...draw her down and bath in her magic...Diana! I love this...you have weaved silver magick with your write! And I will be ending my commenting on a very high note :) Thank you!
ReplyDeleteI'm with Natasha, that moon last night was a poet's dream, and here she is in this conjuring, with the shadows and words so softly chanted, so magical and mossy...I also had an opal eye in my poem today, but in not nearly so pleasant a context. Just lovely, Diana.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful write.
ReplyDeleteYou have a great use of words to describe this wonderful poem and well written
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Beautifully crafted, wonderful descriptors-- excellent poem-- glad I stopped by! xxxj
ReplyDeleteof hollow-bone birds
ReplyDeletebeat into submission
feral howls of need
Fantastic lines in a stunner of a poem.
Diana! What a wonderful 'tasting' you created here...very yummy! Think I'll have some more!
ReplyDeleteAnd gotta love this too,
"...a chant, sweet canticle
of three words
sung in runes."
A N D I really loved the added runes at the end...additions like that really enhance one's work...Roger ☺
Such rich images and a great lil rhythm to it. Luved it all. The voice, tempo, your heart, it was all good in a all-good kind-a way. ENjoyed!!!!!!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteThis is beautiful..loved the tender imagery here
ReplyDeletewhen grey-beard moss
ReplyDeletewhip stitches jagged sutures
into a coal-black night
Wonderful imagery woven softly into a poem that feels like song.
Singing songs of ancient realms.
ReplyDeleteI did see and feel her.
Hugs and smiles