Leave your summering senses

From: An Owl on the Moon - August

  Daniel Wirth strides the winded path and stands above me.

     “The sun had left no air to breathe,” he says, now noticing the silent girl dancing in the darking sea.  “Could an ancient Siren have said more?”

     “She is no sailor spirit, only blood in flesh,” I respond.  “But she can read my transparency. In her silence she has peace.”  In a moment a wave swallows her, then I see her body rise above the cresting foam.

     Daniel and I walk toward the inn, and he speaks.

 

“Leave your summering senses,

and wander the shimmering heights.

Here in the sheltered silence,

take unnatural, winged flight.

Birth comes to all by nature,

but walking must be learned.

So holding to the future,

climb the sacred staircase spurned.”

 

      There is a quiet pause, then I speak

.

“The waning day in a golden hue

has passed us by, and spoken little.

My eyes did not see a dozen blessings,

and my ears could not hear the holy hushings.

When will the dust be sanctified?

And when will death be defeated?

The summer is silenced and I am still a hollow echo.”

 

     Daniel pauses as he glances at the moon’s rusting reflection. He steps away, but speaks in hushed tones:

 

“The wind has no voice.

Its muted strain is movement,

in chords of shifting silence.

And through breathless rhythm

and measureless melody,

it plays across earth’s landscape.

Even here, the mundane gives birth to the mysterious.”

 

     We rest beside the sea in wonder, waiting for the stars to lace the moon.

Author's Note

From: An Owl on the Moon - August

Reviews

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Owl... the wind in August is full of sighs...
wishes for the moon beams through the restless leaves...
whereupon a nest of Chickadees is left without an
occupant about... only memories of chirps. truly, Pat

[An owl on the moon]

Ah, so true Pat... may this August bring you only peace, even in the deep warmth. Thank you for your kind words.

[m3lody mae]

This is such a beautiful write here. you write with heart, most people use their soul. I like writers who can write with heart. Very well penned and thought out piece.

[Crowley]

You write like a movie or a play. What a heavenly masterpiece. Your phrasing and language is magic. Swoon worthy!!!

[An owl on the moon]

Ah, my friend, if only! So kind of you. Thank you for making my day. :)

[Silmara McGarry]

I so very much enjoyed this wonderfulness...that I sincerely could go on reading...and reading...So very fresh and involving. """Here in the sheltered silence,"""" Love this line!!! The photo absolutely got me also.
Well doneeee!!! :-)

[An owl on the moon]

Smiling, so grateful you came by, dear poet. This book flowed from so much darkness in me, but I realize in reading your response that rain often comes from dark, raging clouds, and brings life with it. Thank you!

[‘Thoughts In Time..]

Only but blood in flesh- but what lies deeper is yet to be seen for others- the understanding of some of the truth expressed by nature and the truth of the stars is the blessing that some will never know- in silent peaceful patience we need to be still and wait with the knowingbof what is- beautifully written🌹

[An owl on the moon]

Your presence here is such a blessing, dear poet. Wishing more of that depth and wonder for you, in the coming new week, in every sunrises.

[Arthur Henn]

The photo. The title. The poem. It all goes so well together. And The last eight lines... A Beautiful closer that makes one wish it continued.

[An owl on the moon]

So happy to have you by again, dear friend, dear brother. Thank you for your kindness. Hope you are in a very sweet place out there. :)

[Anecdotal]

I enjoyed reading this atmospheric poem and can almost smell the seaweed. Shades of the Ancient Mariner and Odysseus for me as well. I found the rhyming of 'learned' and 'spurned' a bit lumpy but this is a minor thing. I would like to read more of your work.

[An owl on the moon]

Thank you for your visit, for your kindness, for your honesty. May this day bring you deep inspiration.

[Kelly Scheppers]

I fall in love with your writing, every time I read you.

[An owl on the moon]

It is wondrous to sense your sacred falling, dear Kelly. :)

[barleygirl]

Usually I love your writing, but this time it sounds like you've used a style taken from centuries ago, which is well done for this style, but not a style that I enjoy reading. It sounds stilted to me. I know this is how such poems are supposed to sound & many people work hard to craft this exact sound, as you've done so well. But I just don't find the message compelling or relatable, I guess! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[An owl on the moon]

Haha... I understand... I knew when the book was rejected the 50th time that not everyone was going to love the words because they are from the isolated, ancient places in me. I do so thank you for your honesty. :)

[Rye]

“The wind has no voice. Its muted strain is movement,

Really enjoyed this, this write speaks in volumes and touches the soul. A very well written write.

[An owl on the moon]

Thank you for your kindness, miss mee.