Sunday, May 6, 2012

"Caught" (poem)


The Sunday Whirl:


~ Caught ~

Emerging lights  
Pale dots at first  
Take shape, align
And print across the sky
“OUT FISHING”
Night whistles softly
As she baits her hook
She casts her spinning rod
And winks…and waits
You don’t stand a chance
You’ll swallow the moon
It’ll vibrate in your chest
And make your doubts ring clear
Amplified by silence
In contrast to serenity
Till cobalt stars
Are ground to dust
By morning mills


Live for the Love of it,
The Happy Amateur
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19 comments:

  1. Mark WindhamMay 6, 2012 at 4:14 PM

    I like 'night whistles softly' and really like
    'Amplified by silence
    In contrast to serenity'

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  2. margoMay 6, 2012 at 4:23 PM

    I love the opening lines setting the poem up and this image 'You’ll swallow the moon
    It’ll vibrate in your chest' is wonderful.

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  3. brenda wMay 6, 2012 at 6:08 PM

    I love the vibration in the chest...and I want to go fishing in the moonlight.

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  4. barbaraMay 6, 2012 at 6:42 PM

    I do like "Out Fishing" printed across the sky.

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    1. Sasha A. PalmerMay 6, 2012 at 7:06 PM

      I thought it would be cool to actually see a sign like that :-) Thank you, Barbara!

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  5. Walt WojtanikMay 6, 2012 at 9:57 PM

    Alexandra, I'm glad you've brought your muse out to play. I've been enjoying your emergence in the ways poetic, and this one doesn't disappoint either! Nicely done!

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    1. Sasha A. PalmerMay 6, 2012 at 10:17 PM

      Walt, thank you very much, I value your opinion a lot. I'm happy :-)

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  6. Sasha A. PalmerMay 7, 2012 at 6:09 AM

    Thank you so much! :-)

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  7. JulesMay 7, 2012 at 10:09 AM

    While we are all poets, we are all so different. Somewhere I read of a place where in a lake or possibly the ocean where some underwater creatures glow green...imagine that at midnight on a full moon! We had clouds...I only caught a bit of the remaining moon last eve.
    Nice Wordle!

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    1. Sasha A. PalmerMay 7, 2012 at 10:25 AM

      Your comments are always so poetic, thank you!
      I have a complex relationship with the moon: I guess I'm a bit afraid of it, so I avoid looking at it for a long time, just a quick glance is enough for me!

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  8. Janet MartinMay 7, 2012 at 2:12 PM

    'She casts her spinning rod
    And winks…and waits' love the whole poem but that line made me stop and re-read! so much more than fishing in that...beautiful!

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    1. Sasha A. PalmerMay 7, 2012 at 2:45 PM

      Thank you Janet, I'm so glad you liked it! :-)

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  9. S.E.IngrahamMay 7, 2012 at 6:17 PM

    I love this! And am doubly thrilled that it's a tribute to the super moon that I was lucky enough to see clearly last night ... there's something about Luna and fishing that just clicks, yes? Very nice ...

    http://thepoet-tree-house.blogspot.ca/2012/05/things-of-which-we-believe-ourselves.html

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    1. Sasha A. PalmerMay 7, 2012 at 6:35 PM

      Sharon! Thank you! I've never gone fishing, but I felt like fishing in the moonlight in my poem :-)

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  10. HannahMay 8, 2012 at 7:21 PM

    http://wordrustling.wordpress.com/2012/05/08/resurgence/

    I went fishing too, Happy! I love the coincidence! I really enjoy your wordle, so smooth the words fit perfectly...I SO enjoy this:

    "Amplified by silence
    In contrast to serenity
    Till cobalt stars
    Are ground to dust
    By morning mills"

    So creative!

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    1. Sasha A. PalmerMay 8, 2012 at 8:36 PM

      Thank you Hannah!
      I think the Moon was helping me this time :-)
      I'll be over "to fish with you" soon!

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