Luminous

Luminous

Moonlight sprinkles the dark with beams of the broken,
casts weary shadows of deep lament
A half moon obscured by a piece of broken heart
falls like glass, sharp,
etches white shadows
carves holes for planets
pokes spots in the sky where
forgotten dreams sparkle

God knew we’d need the night heavens for more
than a beautiful view

As the dewdrop slips gently off the leaf
in the blush of dawn,
joining the river in holy matrimony,
swirling down a life,
words slide off the tongue, sting liked acid
consume like fire-
another chard flies off
scrapes the moon and the dust wakes the dawn

I am the night sky, pierced
with jeweled tears and spinning hopes
like a young girl’s twirling dress
revolving around a beautiful sun
drawing me closer to pulsing radiant light

But some dreams won’t drown–
shedding the skin of pain,
purified like gold,
they burn luminous

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Submitting the above for d’Verse, Open Link Night, Week 38

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23 Responses to Luminous

  1. brian miller says:

    love it when you kick it up a notch with i am the night sky…and def the hope in that last stanza for dreams…shedding that skin can be a bit tough….

    • wayside word garden says:

      Always, there is hope… and shedding the skin of pain– tough but not impossible. 🙂 Thanks, as always, for commenting!

  2. Wonderful imagery. Loved the close as well.

    Nice write here.

  3. Laurie Kolp says:

    Really beautiful… I especially like the fourth stanza.

  4. You’ve chosen some wonderful words to create a luminous poem for us to enjoy. Especially good choices of active verbs.

  5. ayala says:

    Beautiful poem!

  6. Roxy says:

    Beautiful words inspired by love and the nights sky…makes me feel joy and lament…such is life. I love it!

  7. That “luminous” word is one of my favorites. Your poem graces its light as much as the moon graces our night sky. A beacon of security, an anchor of truth in the night. Wonderful.

  8. Semaphore says:

    That final stanza, “some dreams don’t drown”, is particularly remarkable, a strophe which – like the moon in the previous verses – illuminates all.

    • wayside word garden says:

      I appreciate you noticing that last stanza; many thanks for your kind words and for stopping by, Semaphore.

  9. claudia says:

    oh nice…esp. loved…I am the night sky, pierced
    with jeweled tears and spinning hopes
    like a young girl’s twirling dress…there’s so much music and a lovely carefree mood in this..

    • wayside word garden says:

      I hadn’t heard the music in this piece; thank you for saying that, and as always, for commenting, Claudia.

  10. Quirina says:

    An incredible poem. I like ” … scrapes the moon and the dust wakes the dawn” and the metaphor of you being pierced with “jeweled tears” (forgotten dreams that sparkle, they won’t drown, they burn luminous) and “spinning hopes.”

  11. Shawna says:

    This is my favorite of many creative lines: “etches white shadows carves holes for planets”

  12. Daphne says:

    Such beautiful, beautiful imagery. I love this!!!!!!!

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