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Moonlight

Poetry is possibly an art form to express not what you see but that which you perceive. Maybe it’s only purpose is to preserve the self.
Poetry is falling in love with a word like pierian, which relates to poetry or poetic inspiration. It also refers to the Pierides,(the women who challenged the muses and were turned into chattering Magpies), also to the nine Muses, the mythical daughters of Zeus.
“I am here where poets come to drink a strong poison with tiny shards of ice to loosen my primate tongue and its syllables of debris.”
(Fragment by Terrance Hayes)
Dreaming is an ode to the mystery of moonlight when in slumber we transcend ourselves to walk paths that are in a fantasy world, to escape the reality of the real world.
The Moon, that pale orb that traverses the night sky, unreceptive in its observance of the earth below.
Bombarded by the pinpricks of a million stars, passive, pale, luminous and unconcerned.
“It’s the stars that pitch white needles into the pond”
(Fragment by Kathleen Ossip)
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An ode to the inexplicable moonlight
Thou art luminous and never fiery
Thou meters time better than thy brother
Thou who wears Mother's Milk as a shawl
Thou who looks down upon Earth palely
Seemly unconcerned with its constancy
When thy pale face transcends the night
And witches in moonlight conjure
As the wolf howls in lonesome echoes
Or the mythic lycanes metamorphe
It is in this arcane ritual we partake
In moonlight slumber our souls awake
Bombarded by the pinpricks of a million stars
Needled softly so the muses might pour
Sweet dew upon our tongues and reveal
That second sight which is shrouded
In an arcane mysterious veil which
Is obscured by the brightness of day
The moon that pulls the waves back to the sea
That moonlight that glimmers like tinseled seafoam
Bathing the Muses in a hazy radiance
As they walk and sing in sorrowful pining
We have but to call their names, come Erato!
Come Calliope, Aurania and Cleo! Embue me
With a divine voice that I may delve the future
To voice in prophetic prose: A Foretelling