She winks and mocks
from a curious sky,
golden one moment,
silver the next
and trying hard
to play peek-a-blue
with all these clueless
clouds.
She’s a wily one,
and before you can quite
catch her, fetch her,
she changes into
specter,
spider,
storm.
..
It’s Quadrille Monday over at dVerse, and I’m hosting. Come play!
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She is a mystery of all times. Love the chameleon – specter, spider, storm. Thanks for hosting De.
Thank you, Grace. My pleasure.
Love it so much… the peek-a-blue made me smile…
miss chievous moon
Thanks, B. 🙂
A spider from Mars, no doubt 🙂
Heehee. She’d like us to think so, for sure!
🙂
I like it! The moon’s a trickster.
She is, indeed.
The moon hides a lot behind our winter’s cloudy skies; such a shame. Your tale is so fetching.
Thank you, Glenn.
This is lovely. I know the wordcount doesn’t allow for it but I would have loved another stanza. Those two left me desperate for more.
Awww. That’s a sweet thing to say, Carol. Poetry should make us hungry! (And not just for waffles.) 😉
Why did you have to mention waffles! Now I want waffles too. More poem and more waffles! The people demand it.
Sorry. That was perhaps a little over the top.
Waffles and Words! Words and Waffles! We won’t stop until we’ve got ’em!
Waffles and Words! Words and Waffles! We’ll swallow ’em both from top to bottom!
Also, mmmmmmm…what shall we have on top of our waffles? (And poetry?)
I agree!
Just love the moon ~ and this is a lovely little poem capturing some of her many aspects
Thanks, Paul. I’m a bit enamored of her, and write of her all too often.
Ah the changing phases of the moon…..fickle she is!
She is, indeed.
Love this! And even though Bjorn beat me to it, I’m going to say the “peek-a-blue” was my favorite line.
Thanks, Linda. 🙂
I like the playfulness of the first stanza, and then the switch to something a little spookier. Deft.
Thanks, Sarah. She wears many cloaks, for sure.
“to play peek-a-blue” — fabulous.
Thank ya, Sir. 🙂
Delightful!
Muchas Gracias!
Love that sneaky moon, and loved this poem De! Oh those foolish clueless clouds… 😉 BTW, we got a super-blood-wolf moon coming the 21st! Click on my name here if you’re curious.
Fun wordplay here.
Peek-a-blue … Inspired! Such a gentle, sweet poem, bearing that wily moon no ill will at all!
– ” a curious sky,” – arouses the reader’s interest right from the start and finishes on lovely lyrical wordplay
Such a wonderfully mysterious character you paint here, De! ❤️ I love how “she changes into specter, spider, storm.” Wow!
LOVE your moon poems – peek-a-blue – you are too clever!
Lovely lines. Clueless clouds got a laugh out of me.
I already sent you my thoughts. I love your poem.
Your images are so good. Love the ever changing and elusive moon!
to be lulled by luna – and the tic! tick! switch it to the far side, which we never see … ah well, we can dream and enjoy the wonderful words here …. this is both light and charming, playful and slightly wicked, in the best of ways … enjoyed your quadrille so much 🙂
It dances! A very playful and effective poem.
Fascinating how the moon can be both comforting and scary at times… I suppose it has a lot to do with the clouds and weather…
I like playfulness of this. May we never tire of the moon and her magic.
peek-a-blue is delightful! Thank you for the chimerical changeling challenge.
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Nice line about the curious sky: “to play peek-a-blue”
I am enchanted by your chameleon moon, De! I love the use of colour in the first stanza and the internal rhyme and ‘ooh’ sounds of ‘play peek-a-blue / with all these clueless / clouds’, and the internal slant rhymes in the second stanza.So playful!
A wonderful Q De, I especially love her playing ‘peek-a-blue with all these clueless clouds’ xxx
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This is a wonderful characterization of the moon.
Oh those last three lines are fab!