Moon Performs

Written for:  The Sunday Whirl, Wordle #262

Words:  boot, trim, mist, spin, lift, cringe, print, live, chip, tick, stem, moon

Clocked ticked midnight.
Moon chipped away at fog
and mist, spinning
a glow like a live
light show. As cringing
veil vanished, prints
of stars tattooed sky
silver. Lovers lifted
long-stemmed glasses trimmed
in gold. Booted fishermen
gazed at nature spilling
a path home. Oblivious
to wonder, clock ticked on.

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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3 Responses to Moon Performs

  1. oldegg says:

    How beautifully written and so economical including the twelve words effortlessly

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  2. Jae Rose says:

    The cycles of the moon caught in the pendulum of a clock – I pictured a grandfather clock.. something that could inhabit you if you heard each tick.. a lot of stories happen under one big have captured that glowingly

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  3. Misky says:

    I hardly noticed that this week’s words were included! Very well done.

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