A single moon remains still
as the day tries to undo the night
and the night tries to lift the oceanwhile the ocean beats the rocks
and the rocks skewer the earth
who tries to hold herself together
©Vivian Zems
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July 25, 2019 at 5:34 pm
Brilliant ~ as a full moon shining.
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August 8, 2019 at 1:45 pm
Thanks Helen 🙂
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July 25, 2019 at 6:21 pm
Oh my word, this is TIGHT! You should be very proud of this piece.
I am especially “skewered” by these lines:
“as the day tries to undo the night”
“and the rocks skewer the earth”
Fantastic work, girl.
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August 8, 2019 at 1:44 pm
Thanks Shawna! Sorry it took so long to get back to you.
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July 25, 2019 at 7:38 pm
I love how you’ve captured that point in time when night is almost over and morning has almost begun, Viv, as well as the current ecological situation. Poor Mother Earth, trying to hold herself together.
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August 8, 2019 at 1:43 pm
Thanks Kim!
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July 25, 2019 at 8:09 pm
This is utterly gorgeous writing, Viv! ❤️ I love the poignancy of “as the day tries to undo the night and the night tries to lift the ocean.” Thank you so much for writing to the prompt 😀
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August 8, 2019 at 1:43 pm
Thanks Sanaa! So sorry it took so long to respond.
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July 25, 2019 at 8:47 pm
Excellent poem Vivian! The thoughts of earth trying to hold herself together is so poignant
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August 8, 2019 at 1:42 pm
Thanks Toni 🙂
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July 25, 2019 at 9:04 pm
The gravity of it all. Love the momentum from the stillness of the moon to a world trying to hold itself together.
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August 8, 2019 at 1:42 pm
Thanks Lori
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July 26, 2019 at 12:12 am
I like this, Vivian. It sings a prolonged version of the kids’ “Rocks, paper. Scissors” game. The clever purple moon illustration works nicely, I like the Hobo camp out there in the moonlit bay.
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August 8, 2019 at 1:41 pm
Thanks JIm 🙂
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July 26, 2019 at 2:00 am
Exquisite! My favorite line is about the night lifting the ocean.
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August 8, 2019 at 1:41 pm
Thank you!
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July 26, 2019 at 2:03 am
Ah, the interbeing of us all, so beautifully illustrated in your words!
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July 27, 2019 at 6:07 am
Thanks Victoria 🙂
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July 26, 2019 at 2:52 am
What a competitive world we live in! However it is a lesson to us all as we all have our chance to succeed but eventually someone else will come along and takeover. As always in your poety you give us something to think about Vivian.
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July 27, 2019 at 6:07 am
Thanks Robin 🙂
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July 26, 2019 at 11:19 pm
My heart cries for the earth as well Vivian. Lovely.
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July 27, 2019 at 6:06 am
Thanks Linda 🙂
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July 26, 2019 at 11:37 pm
The power of the quiet moon, and its tidal flux. Hauntingly engaging Vivian.
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July 27, 2019 at 6:06 am
Thanks Rob 🙂
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July 27, 2019 at 3:54 am
a struggle we don’t really see or hear – but it is there, recurring everyday (and night)
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July 27, 2019 at 6:05 am
Indeed!
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July 27, 2019 at 8:38 pm
This really stops you in your tracks. A pondering poem.
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July 29, 2019 at 10:56 pm
Thanks Sara!
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July 28, 2019 at 2:27 pm
I so enjoyed this poem, with the clever progression of events unfolding.
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July 29, 2019 at 10:55 pm
Thanks Kerry!
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July 29, 2019 at 4:36 am
The earth struggles, and we are much of its agony. Love your poem
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July 29, 2019 at 10:55 pm
Thanks Susie!
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