Monday, July 1, 2013

Moonwhistle



She’d had too much winter
and spring came

with summer on its heels
like two pigtailed girls twirling in the sweet, tall grass, holding hands.

And then it blew, that low whistling, calling pixies to play
with a language none of them knew she understood;

and then the moon, the moon—
so hopeful, bright and round,

and who
can compete with the moon.


© 2013 Jennifer Wagner

34 comments:

Brian Miller said...

smiles...love the image of those innocent girls in the tall grass...the freedom of the season sings in them...the magic of the pixie call...that might compete just a bit with the moon but its pretty amazing...smiles.

Janet Martin said...

Love it! In my mind nothing can quite compete with the moon;)

Wendy Bourke said...

Magical. A beautiful layering of images that connotes a passage of time as whimsical and mysterious. Love:
"like two pigtailed girls twirling in the sweet, tall grass, holding hands". A really inspired simili.

grapeling said...

who indeed? - smiles -

Margaret said...

Totally. In. Love. With. This. Poem.

asteria's canvass said...

How do you come up with such imagery is out of my minds reach, ive always been a moon lover..

Anonymous said...

I absolutely love this!

anthonynorth said...

Who indeed. Great write.

Claudia said...

smiles...who could compete with the moon...love the overflow of emotions after that too long winter..such a freedom in this

Maggie Grace said...

Such a special gift to write of wonders unknown and unseen but I can clearly imagine what you have written. I'll follow the pixies whenever they call ♥

Anonymous said...

Very pleasant moment at work. And yes 'who can compete with the moon?" >KB

LaTonya Baldwin said...

Caught up happily here.

Jody Lee Collins said...

"who can compete with the moon"? Indeed; I was at Kerry Park on Queen Anne viewing that Super Moon two weeks ago...your words reminded me of all that beauty.

scotthastiepoet said...

Very lyrical - alovely read - Thank you, I'll be back for more.. Regards Scott www.scotthastie.com

Mary said...

Lovely verse, Jennifer. In my humble opinion, no one...absolutely no one....can compete with the moon!!!

kaykuala said...

Freely 2 young girls in a world of innocence. Competing with the moon is a long term yearning that can be answered with other successes. Great write Jennifer!

Hank

adan said...

who can compete with the moon indeed! :-)

not the sequence of the seasons

and loved the opening lines,

"She’d had too much winter
and spring came" -

set the tone through the end

as several have said, very lyrical indeed!

thanks so much jennifer, best wishes for you :-)

Truedessa said...

I am in awe of the moon..magical who could compete???

enthusiastically, dawn said...

No one can compete... this was so delicate and just lovely.

colleen said...

Love the cast of characters. I saw girls with 'summer on its heels.'

ayala said...

Yes..the moon so magical like this poem.

Tracy Kuhn Greenlee said...

who can compete with the singularity of the moon. thank you,

Unknown said...

that's a lot of poem in a few words! well done.

Anonymous said...

The imagery in this, and the closing question, are beautiful, Jennifer. I was wondering about some of your line lengths though; is there a reason why you've chosen to have some quite long lines rather than dividing them into shorter ones? I ask because my instinct would have been to divide them.

Silent Otto said...

All those tongues of descending flames, not sure where you are, but here in Aus is midwinter, so spring is a faint possibility, that we are all desperately hoping for... Cheers

Optimistic Existentialist said...

Beautiful write. Was this inspired by the "super moon" last week? Wasn't that amazing?

Misky said...

Ah, the moon. You just can't compete with the moon, eh?

flaubert said...

No-one can compete with the moon. A lovely lyrical poem, Jennifer.

Pamela

Anonymous said...

This brought such a smile to my face...sheer delight.

janetld said...

Enjoyed your poem!
so hopeful, bright, and round ... I can't compete with the moon.

Mystic_Mom said...

This is a new favorite poem. Just perfect!

Wolfsrosebud said...

love the visuals here

Lisa A. Williams said...

I just love this!

Anonymous said...

beautiful wording and flow here..so truly poetic these lines sing ' with summer on its heels
like two pigtailed girls twirling in the sweet, tall grass, holding hands..'. magical poem..