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Friday, April 30, 2010

The Moon on One Coast




Sun on the other

Of our little hidden country

Moon dragging cloudwebs
white potato chip on the barn roof,

Sun waving ribbons bright as Saturn
weaving up the hedgerow

A present just for me.

River grinning through the cottonwoods,
toothy white smile peeking out
from under the Adirondacks, lying about how glad it is to see you

With oblivion on its breath
Treacherous shining snaking water, deadly under all the pretty.

Mountains rolling halfway south
fences, fields and polished cows

Like marble statues
standing in the moony sunlight

Secret deer and wild bird songs.

Waiting out there
for men on tractors and fencing families

Work first...play later...




11 comments:

Mrs. Mecomber said...

Oh my goodness, I thought I was so original.... I ALWAYS say "Work first, then play." My kids have it burned into their brains, haha! I'm surprised to see you saying it... must be an Upstate NY thing?

Have a blessed day.

lisa said...

There you go with the wonderful words again:)

June said...

Wonderful.

Linda said...

Awesome words!

Jeffro said...

Sing a song of the land!

Jinglebob said...

Very nice!

Kristen Montgomery Breh said...

My new favorite poem. I love the simplicity of the last line in contrast to the intricate language in the rest of the poem. :-)

threecollie said...

Mrs. M, it is like a religion on a farm when you have animals..you have a great one too, thanks!

Lisa, thank you very much dear s-i-l

June, thank you....take care....

joated, thanks!

Linda, thanks

Jeffro....yes...that is it exactly


JB, thanks, it was one of those mornings we get now and then...so delightful you just want to bottle it

Kristen, thanks, I really don't follow, or even know the rules, but some mornings need to be described somehow.

Cathy said...

Honey! I'm so glad I've worked my way back to this beautiful poem.

I'll read it several times.

I love this line with it's wonderful visuals . .

" ...fields and polished cows
Like marble statues
standing in the moony sunlight"

"Moony sunlilght" The moon reflects sunlight and therefore we have 'moony sunlight' and the fact of the word 'moo' in there is so perfect!

Every line is so good and so clearly comes from a heart that sees and loves the place it's been set down in.

Oh my and this image: . . Saturn weaving up the hedgerow . .

I'm headed for bed with some lovely images trailing up the stairs behind me :0)

threecollie said...

Cathy, thanks, I am glad you liked it. I don't really do poetry...don't know the rules or anything...but some days everything I see flings words of description at me and I have to do something with them...any thing. I missed the moo. lol. It was just such an amazing morning with the sun just coming up as the moon went down. We are having a green and glorious spring and I am loving it.

Cathy said...

" . . don't know the rules or anything . . "

That makes us twins. I don't know the jargon, the forms etc.

I wrote "Pruning" by copying Frost's rhyme scheme and meter in "The Road Not Taken". Honest to God. I know nothing.

Which I guess shows that poetry has sources other than rule books :-)