Dear Imp(ossible) Moon,

..

Dance with me?

Lull me milky sweet into a quiet bubble
of hope, a grin of grace. Melt the sky
in a skillet shimmertwist of golden hue.
Skip your reflective stones across this
scrim, green with wanting. Breeze me
loose and spill me,
still.

 

..
A fourth offering for this week’s Quadrille.
I like to do one that includes all the words we’ve offered so far. 😉 

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9 Responses to Dear Imp(ossible) Moon,

  1. Ah, look, I’m not going to try and pull any particular lines or words out of this, because it’s just lovely, moony magic.

  2. Ahh…this is a beautiful dance of words!

  3. ihatepoetry says:

    Loved this, esp. “Breeze me
    loose and spill me,
    still.”

  4. Grace says:

    Green with wanting….love each word De. Like Bjorn, my hat off to you.

  5. Shawna says:

    I especially like the title and “shimmertwist.”

  6. Beautiful descriptions! 🙂

  7. Rosemary Nissen-Wade says:

    Gorgeous! Wish I’d seen it earlier; it would have been perfect for Sanaa’s ‘Prompt Nights’ – last week.

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