The dark creeps deep,
steeps my poemed breath in
star-skin and silence.
Once upon a time, you might
have waited here with me,
among these falling cherry blossom
kites. This one last night.
Now,
I rise,
leaving nothing behind but
muddled moon and fire
-flies.
..
It’s Quadrille Monday over at dVerse, and I’m hosting. Come play!
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You had me at the opening!❤️ Such a gorgeous image this: “my poemed breath in star-skin and silence.” Beautifully penned.
This is so unusually melancholic coming from you… love the sense of that last night (as if after cherry bloom there’s naught)…
intriguing from title to ‘muddled moon and fire
-flies’
there is the hush of ‘poemed breath’ throughout which is an enchanting glimpse into some wistful thoughts – the reader feels part voyeur, part confidante
Such sadness I feel in this: “Once upon a time, you might / have waited here with me,” And I love how you weaved “fire” into it with the fireflies at the end.
Bravo. Perfect from start to finish
I agree with Bjorn about the tinge of melancholy in your Quadrille, De. I love the lines:
‘steeps my poemed breath in
star-skin and silence’;
the ‘mm’ alliteration in ‘muddled moon’;
and the gorgeous image of ‘falling cherry blossom kites’.
Longing and loneliness wrapped in this one, De. Do love what do you with them wordies!
I like the contrast of once upon a time and now and leaving behind the moon and fire-flies.
Lovely verse. Great longing in that last line / break – muddled moon and fire/flies. Bravo.
‘muddled moon’ is such an original phrase. Echoes the sense of incomprehension and impotence.
This has such a beautiful opening with a powerful close !
I feel such a sadness in this. Once upon a time to muddled moon and fireflies. A tender read.
Some lovely internal rhyming in this beautiful poem.
So much melancholy here. It’s beautiful.
Love the twist at the end… the perfectly broken line! All of it is as it should be… the last seals it.
This is gorgeous — especially the opening line and the second stanza.
“muddled moon and fire
-flies.”
ADORE!
As usual a wonderful/filled quadrille. But so sad. The second stanza…the cherry blossoms that only live for a day and the sadness of someone who waited with you and does no longer.
Very good double use of Fire__Flies!
Dwight
‘star-skin and silence’ – Love the sound of this. I like that we both were thinking of fireflies!
Oooh – muddled moon and fire.
Undeniable longing…but I sense that everything is “ok”.
These are gems……”star-skin” and “muddled moon”
Oh how I love your poetry, De. 🙂
Oh, that is beautiful. I love it. It has the softness of moth wings.
Lovely, lonely, melancholy. I love “muddled moon” and the pause between fire and flies.
I can’t quite decide if this is lost love or the end of the world.
I could feel the sadness and loss in these words. Beautifully done.
So much great wordsmithing! Awe- some.
“Fireflyes” a favorite! Beautiful write.
I love this De…so personal it seems…the ending took my breath away…just stunning.
I keep reading and whispering these beautiful lines.
There is something comforting for me here . . . lately I feel the dark steeping me in
“star-skin and silence.” I had no words for it, and you have given this place a name.
Thank you! 🙂
This evokes thoughts of the end of the world, in slow, dreamy motion. I love the visual of the falling cherry blossom kites and the muddled moon.
‘Muddled moon and fire’…losses become so poignant at seasonal turning points…beautiful poem
De, this is so “delicious,” every word of it. I like what you did with fire-fly and these lines smacked me:
steeps my poemed breath in
star-skin and silence.
poemed breath — oh this phrase took my breath away.
and those last two lines, the hang between fire and flies. gorgeous!
Great pathos, yet a quiet strength manifesting in that last line. Great write!