Wednesday, June 29, 2005

The Moment

The Moment

Above a two a.m. patio
the moon hung low
and treetops brushed her skirt hem
like a lap cat.

Shadows played between garden blooms
and worries seeped through my seams.
Unraveled, they slipped away -
silent ribbons braided
in the mockingbird's song.

Lilies glowed, backlit by moonlight
and for the moment, so did I.



9 comments:

  1. What a vision, E. :o)

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  2. vision? you fantasizing about me again Erin?

    haha sorry :P

    Glad you like this one - it was entirely too much work getting it converted into a poem from that entry a few days ago lol.

    You're off today huh? Good I can look forward to a new blog entry from you!

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  3. Anonymous11:06 AM

    Hello, Erin. Do you ever sleep? : ) I liked this poem, puts the reader out there in the moonlight with you.

    -Millard

    a silent ribbon braided
    ^^^
    silent ribbons braided

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  4. E, I always have fantasi...uh...visions of you - you know that! :-P

    I do have today off but have a bazillion things to do. Perhaps I will have time to blog after I put the groceries away, clean the condo and do the laundry. Ick. And as you asked in your email, no, I do not know the meaning of the word relax. Please enlighten me!

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  5. Millard~
    I sleep every once in a while. Not often (or long) enough... Good catch on the ribbon/ribbons thing, consider it fixed.

    Erin~
    I think it means only doing like 30 of the 40 things that need doing on your day off... right?

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  6. Isn't it funny how sometimes our most poetic observations give us the hardest time taking shape? Good job here... not that you need my approval. :)

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  7. I think it came out well, E. I think you've got some wonderful words buried inside right now. You may have to dig a bit to get them out, but I think you'll be very pleased with the results.

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  8. I think it's horrible lol - what kind of final line is that!?

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  9. s/be that moment...otherwise I don't find fault in it.

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