The moon in her current path shines across my bed at about 2 am. She makes sure I acknowledge her gift.
And of course the moon and the Oracle are old friends…
beneath the shadow
of my dream
language sleeps
in a forest of wind
the moon sings me
into its lightship
soaring on mad tongues
without a whisper of why
K. 
The sun does the same to me at the moment at around 5:30. This provides an interesting contrast.
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I’ve never had the sun waking me. Birds, on the other hand…
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This is such an interesting description of the state of sleep, Kerfe.
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Thanks Robbie. Sleep and the transition between sleep and waking are mysterious to me.
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Wow. Those two stanzas feel so very different to me – each accentuates the other, Kerfe.
❤
David
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I think the transition from sleep to waking is just like that. It feels that way to me anyway.
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Such a wonderful string of different images, yet they all hang together to create a recognisable whole.
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Thanks Jane. Once again, the Oracle knew what she wanted to say.
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She always does 🙂
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The language of the moon is still waiting to be deciphered. What better time for that than in our dreams?
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They seem to be intertwined.
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Beautiful Kerfe. Reminds me of hazy thoughts just before drifting off to sleep that always seem so profound but are hard to articulate without sounding nonsensical. It’s like you made sense of it. Magic powers! I’m looking forwardto studying ‘poetry and performance’ next semester so I can br like you when I grow up ❤
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That’s so nice of you to say Mek. The time between sleeping and waking is as much a mystery to me as dreaming. (OK, being awake is pretty much a mystery to me too.)
I have never even done a poetry reading, let alone a performance. But I admire all the many ways poetry is being presented these days. There are so many ways to combine words with other things.
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Oh, I love this one! You’re right that we both have moon song. I love this description of between being awake and asleep when it seems anything could happen.
Something about the summer sky–I haven’t seen the moon recently–but I know she’s there, and still hear her humming.
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Jane and I have discussed how the moon changes her path seemingly both suddenly and unexpectedly. I’m sure you could do the math, but as an experience, where and when the moon appears is always a surprise to me.
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Yes. It’s funny how it works–and sunrise, too. I see it in different places depending on the season–more NE in summer.
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sheer magic, I’ve heard that moment just before sleep is akin to awakening …
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Thanks Kate. It’s one of those in between places.
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yes ripe for fantasies!
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