I conjure the moon
as dusk crests,
a wave across the sky
I am lovely and lonely in
the night, shadow-
shackled to the mountainside
and the moths
unfurl their hamsa-wings as
mama calls me in.
A prelude to what... or is that yet to come Im not sure if it is the word "Nocturne" but i almost draw a comparison to Chopin piece which is also "lovely and lonely"
yes, you are lovely... and this was lovely to read.
That final stanza is just full of charm.
It's beautiful and sounds like it's leading into something else. I can't wait to see what you do with it
Thank you so much for reading, and leaving such a lovely comment. This definitely is leading into a bigger piece / set of pieces, so I'm glad that's reasonably evident. Glad you enjoyed it, thanks again!
This is beautiful
Pretty. I must now wonder what "hamsa-wings" are/means.
Love the last stanza particularly. Beautiful images.
Very glad it will likely be added to!! It's beautiful. "shadow-shackled to the mountainside" is my favorite part.
This is gorgeous! The first stanza is magical ('I conjure the moon' is so very pretty). I look forward to seeing this piece expanded!
Ah, thank you so much for reading and leaving such a lovely comment! That line is a particular favourite of mine, also.
Sounds nice, but I would love rhymes, syllables and rhythm
I think that, read aloud, this does have a good rhythm. And, seeing as this is free-verse, there is no intentional rhyme nor syllable count. However, this project in its entirety will have different forms. Thank you for reading.
It's beautiful it pulls to something deep inside. The second verse feels familiar in my heart. Keep going please.