The Moon Clavier

The Moon Clavier

She hung her heart on the clothing line
To drip the tears and let the pain air-dry
The moon shone silver absorbing the shame
And soothed her to sleep by singing her name.

      Rest and dream, ‘tis the moon clavier’s song
With his lullaby now, dawn won’t be long
“Worth more than this” he sang sweet and low
But she fell asleep and never did know.

He saw the heart hangin’ and thought it was free,
Yanked it and tied it to the sweetgum tree
In the darkest of night, serenaded with lies
Sang gales of freedom while knotting the ties.

     Rest and dream, ‘tis the moon clavier’s song
With his lullaby now, dawn won’t be long
“Worth more than this” he sang sweet and low
But she fell asleep and never did know.

She felt the pain when she finally awoke
When blade cut through with one swift stroke
Her heart called out from the sweetgum tree
When split in half by the sword of the sea.

      Rest and dream, ‘tis the moon clavier’s song
With his lullaby now, dawn won’t be long
“Worth more than this” he sang sweet and low
But she fell asleep and never did know.

She rose and stared with two sides bleedin’
Still, he said, he’d be all she’d be needin’
To sew it up and make all right again
She followed him on then, the eye-patched man.

      Rest and dream, ‘tis the moon clavier’s song
With his lullaby now, dawn won’t be long
“Worth more than this” he sang sweet and low
But she fell asleep and never did know.

For a while, yes, she believed the tale
And sewed wounds up but love grew stale
Following herself, like chasing one’s tail
No compass to guide her, a circular trail.

      Rest and dream, ‘tis the moon clavier’s song
With his lullaby now, dawn won’t be long
“Worth more than this” he sang sweet and low
But she fell asleep and never did know.

Wake up sister, no more, no more,
The stars joined in to plead her to shore
Your soul is free as well as your heart
Grasp your life in hand and quickly depart.

      Rest and dream, ‘tis the moon clavier’s song
With his lullaby now, dawn won’t be long
“Worth more than this” he sang sweet and low
But she fell asleep and never did know.

Leave now, dear one, just get on out
The stars sang louder, began to shout
Afraid of losing another heart once free
With initials carved into the sweetgum tree.

      Rest and dream, ‘tis the moon clavier’s song
With his lullaby now, dawn won’t be long
“Worth more than this” he sang sweet and low
But she fell asleep and never did know…
she fell asleep and never did know.

copyright by waysidewordgarden, May 10, 2011
(this is being shared with d’Verse for Open Link Night Week 14,  reposted from May 2011)
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10 Responses to The Moon Clavier

  1. Morning says:

    beautiful calling,

    such passionate piece, well penned.

  2. brian miller says:

    nice….really like the refrain, tightly written and flows well…the story telling in between is really well done and finely textured…i like…

  3. I enjoyed how your rhyme flows with not just words but a powerful song strewn within it. At times, it gives me the feeling that it’s not enough being lonely and the ‘circular’ moment comes to light helping me to be just as lost. Personally, I love it when this happens because then it’s an experience. These haunting poetic lines struck me:
    “She felt the pain when she finally awoke
    When blade cut through with one swift stroke
    Her heart called out from the sweetgum tree
    When split in half by the sword of the sea.”
    Nicely done! I’m glad to have stopped by.

  4. Is there a “broadside” memo for this week’s OLN. Yours is the third excellent such I’ve read this week, and a few others border on it. I isuppose it’s just the impending holiday – halloween brings out the spooky, and macabre. Still this has such a deep Southern US quality to it (and that always takes one to British forms). Truly a folksong quality. I could hear Judy Collins singing it. Well done.

    • wayside word garden says:

      Ha Ha, Gay, this is a repost, I originally posted this in May. Thank you so much for your lovely words. This is one of my own favorites (are we allowed to have favorites of our own poems?) Smiles. 🙂

  5. A haunting refrain amidst a wonderful narrative, I too felt almost a folk singer was needed to do it justice.

  6. “Initials carved into the sweetgum tree”…… that was a beautifully told tale of broken heart…… That refrain (Which I agree is more like a chorus) is beautiful too: “‘tis the moon clavier’s song” This was very well pieced together and thoughtfully constructed………. Very well done….

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