Tag Archives: moon
seed
Scattered to the wind;
hundreds of years from now
only few remain
to tell the tale.
A lonely figure stands tall
against the dark night
as the moon shines down
through its network of branches
and reflects a timeless pattern
set against cold black water.
by matt at shadow of iris
seed
the calm of thought
He woke under the full moon
to find a veiled maiden sat near
singing in low solemn tones;
her voice,
the voice of his own soul
heard in the calm of thought
a melody of woven sounds;
streams and breezes
crackling leaves
birds and crickets;
his inmost sense
suspended in its own web
a multi-colored iridescent net
of shifting hues
from which freedom
would be a loss.
– percy at shadow of iris
the calm of thought
[Creatively adapted from Percy Bysshe Shelley's Alastor]
lurid blue
Your skin
as pale as the moon
your lips
a shade of lurid blue.
– matt at shadow of iris
lurid blue
bouquet
In her wedding gown
she sat on the tall cliff
under the full moon
and looked far off
into the sea
holding her bouquet
and believing
he had not
abandoned her.
– matt at shadow of iris
bouquet
translucent forms
Translucent forms
that hold me spellbound
nothing there but emptiness
yet in that form I see so much
imagination set free to play
meaning not yet focused.
The thoughts I had
once long ago
on a Thursday night
when the moon was so full
it shimmied in through the window
and filled the vacant void
for at least a while
then said good night
and faded into shadow.
– matt at shadow of iris
translucent forms
small little faces
Small little faces
peer out at me
from flowers that bloom
only under
the full moon.
– matt at shadow of iris
small little faces
[Inspired by the work of Valerie Monthuit.]
sitting in a plane
Sitting in a plane
and looking out at the wing
as it stretches forward
toward a pale moon
never making any progress
as the sky changes
from hues of deep orange
to those of indigo.
– matt at shadow of iris
sitting in a plane
under the moonlight
Across a point
reflected unevenly
so that everything is bent
and ripples slightly
under the moonlight.
– matt at shadow of iris
