..
see the sleight
………(chance)
of rain,
the way the clouds
abracadabra the sky
into spell
-ing her own name
in slanted syllables,
press
……..-toed
and pulled loose
by the alchemy of
nothing.
the moon’s
an old crone stirring
up the stars, chanting
incantations
into
trembled ear.
there’s a legerdemain
to silence,
the pull
….(kiss)
of cornered lips. the
way the
full
……half
…wax
……….wane
stained glass spills
herself, a disappearing
act. the fact
that only
……..gold
remains.
..
Our dear Paul is hosting over at dVerse Poetics, where we’re conjuring up some magic. Come play!
“a legerdemain / to silence” is pretty great.
“a legerdemain / to silence”
a slight trickery of the hand when saying sweet nothings,
spinning night into riches.
I like it, too.
Randy
I love you use of llegerdemain in this. It is onr of my favorite words which I rately get to use. This is a wonderful silling of moon magic.
I LOVE “the moon’s an old crone….” Indeed she is – and she speaks to we human crones, nightly. Loved this, De.
As well as the l word above, liked press ……..-toed, so clever.
No slight of hand, no smoke & mirrors–just hardcore poetics marching out astride a magical steed of words, cascading into mystery & romance; sweet stuff.
So many absolute magical line(S) and breaks in this…
abracadabra being a verb makes me wish that I had written that.
Your poem dazzles with magic De and I love how the clouds ‘abracadabra the sky’ ☺💫
so much magic whirling around here I needed to read it several times as well as look up ‘legerdemain’! Love the hesitant stops…and these lines:
“into spell
-ing her own name
in slanted syllables,”
Magical wordsmithery, De! I love what you’ve done with the words ‘sleight’ and ‘slanted syllables’ –
and bravo for ‘legerdemain’ 🙂
When I left the bar last night I knew there was something missing. YOU.
I am constantly in awe of your way with words because they are always so full of soul, so playful and so very very magical. Thank You. You put a spell on me 😉
This is a really beautiful poem, reminding us that each day and each night is magic!
The best magician is nature, which has all of spellbound!
“…clouds abracadabra the sky…”. Now that’s an exquisite line!!!
This is magical indeed–I love your word use, the clouds abracadabra the sky and legerdemain.
Fun wordplay and truly magical imagery!
Just love the sharp sound of this….”the
way the
full
……half
…wax
……….wane
stained glass spills
herself”