A verse, transformed into an Elfje…
a quiet night
when nature calls…
to see the moon enveloped
in a glowing silver sack
snagged by branches
of the back tree at four
in the morning -
two hours before your alarm
that is part of your fancy phone
that wasn’t heard
because
you left it in your car…
~~~
quiet
silver glow
cloud captured moon
gently held, eased slowly
down
(c) JP/davh
love the way you combine different kinds of poems to make one piece
really enjoyed ” see the moon enveloped
in a glowing silver sack”
Both are lovely and work well together. The elfje is so gentle.
I liked the longer poem, but I thought your elfje was just exquisite. The image of the moon being captured and then so lovingly treated is striking.
I love your writings!
My Farmer’s Almanac calls the full moon this Jan. 26th, a “Full Wolf Moon” and interestingly claims it “eats up all the clouds.” I liked the verse and its haunting quality.
A well-captured spiritual moment
<3
These moments are both lovely,,,I can see the moon and feel the stillness,,,,
both beautiful and each stands alone, though I liked reading them together because the elfje takes you deeper into the moon