I ... entered the poem of life, whose purpose is ... simply to witness the beauties of the world, to discover the many forms that love can take. (Barabara Blackman in 'Glass After Glass')

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19 October 2017

Full Moon, Dark Moon

The full moon
huge and golden
seemed to bounce
to our rhythm
as we rode
that tiny motorbike, 
hired from strangers,
fast and eager
alongside the paddies –
to make love
the first time,
in dreamy Bali.

Many months later,
back in Melbourne,
I heard you
that last time –
riding away forever,
further and further,
your own bike
large and purring
across the night,
while I lay 
awake, listening long,
at Dark Moon.


Written for Poets United's Midweek Motif ~ Dark Moon, New Moon

Also written for the facebook group THE POETRY OF THREE, Three Words Per Line

17 comments:

  1. I am intrigued by the three word per line form. And adore the love story...imagine making love for the first time in Bali....whoo! and then the sound of the motorcycle fading away.....sigh. Been there.

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    1. I eventually realised they're supposed to be end-stopped lines, which makes it a bit harder.

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  2. 2 sides of moon, 2 sides of love. Sigh.

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  3. Two wonderful contrasting stanzas. Profound and poignant.

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  4. Rosemary, this is a lovely poem.

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  5. Moving A shame that a full moon changes into a dark moon

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  6. Very unique 3-lined offering Rosemary! Yes, it's not easy!

    Hank

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  7. The beauty and dark side of love well captured!

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  8. Such a gorgeous, gorgeous form, Rosemary!❤️ I love how the emotion flows down like rivulets especially; "while I lay awake, listening long, at Dark Moon." Beautifully executed!❤️

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  9. Your story is so beautifully told. I enjoyed it so much.

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  10. I love the formatting of this, Rosemary. My heart caught at
    "riding away forever,
    further and further,
    your own bike
    large and purring
    across the night,"

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  11. This is a beautiful poem, a wonderful reminiscence. It fits the theme so very well, and my heart goes thump, thump a bit as I read!

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  12. this was so romantic, I'm smiling at the tenderness. Underneath the dark moon love was made, yup!

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  13. I love the contrast of the bouncy full moon and the dark one. Sometimes the full moon reminds me of the bouncing ball used to read the poetry of night sky.

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  14. I liked the way you have juxtaposed these two sides of the same coin, Rosemary. A poignant and very nostalgic poem working well with the image of the full and new moon...

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