My message this morning from the Oracle, with some moon photos. Taking a photo through a window often results in interesting reflections.
These two photos were taken a few minutes apart as the moon was setting in the very early morning. I have no idea what that blue light is.
beneath the language of the wind
sings the shadowed sky–
sea dreams in need of moonshine
show me the ship that lights
the way through this timestorm
she said
who will sit with me after
and recall how and why
we fiddled away our garden
with the honeyed music of lies?
K. 
I love
“sea dreams in need of moonshine” and you got my fiddle this week!
Those moon with reflection photos are so cool. I somehow missed the full moon.
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It’s really tonight that it’s full.
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It was too low in the sky for me to see it behind houses–and now it’s cloudy with rain on the way. Perhaps I’ll catch the still bright waning moon during the week.
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I could not see it because of cloud cover either. But I think the clouds made it easier for me to see the WTC lights.
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Oh, interesting.
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I too loved the line Merril picked. Beautiful write. The moon photos are terrific and so is the collage.
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Thanks Punam. The moon is always surprising me.
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Oooh, that last line is such an oxymoron, Kerfe. The picture is an excellent companion to the poem.
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Thanks Robbie. I’ve had this collage for a long time and was glad to find some words for it.
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A pertinent question from the Oracle!
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She has many.
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The Oracle gives you such lovely images! That ship lighting the way through the timestorm, and the honeyed music of lies. Wonderful.
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Thanks Jane. The beginning to this one came easily, but she made me work for 6he rest.
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I’d never have guessed.
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I don’t know which I like better – the verse or the art! Both are stunning!
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that is more often than not my reaction to Kerfe’s art too, Muri!
and this time is no exception.
❤
David
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Thanks David.
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Thanks Muri. I’ve been waiting for the right time to use this collage.
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That last stanza is haunting. I’ve often thought of that question in the last several years. The day that this moral fog lifts for us, those conversations will be careful and painful. Assuming we live long enough to see it. Your collage though is serene, and tilts me a little closer to hope.
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Thanks Sun. I think it could still go either way, but of course we already have plenty to answer for.
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That blue popping up in the pic is very fascinating. The Oracle is clear in those last 2 lines. Why have we fiddled it away??
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I’m still wondering what it was. I’ve never actually seen a blue light out that window before or since.
The Oracle knows, and keeps telling us over and over…
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