Sunlight broke the clouds at the last
and we saw, and we rushed out to catch
the last daylight
We walked up the lane, where the trees
reach up to the sky. Stayed too long – suddenly
it was twilight
We walked back as the night pulled our coats
and the house was a black paper boat
in the moonlight
We made warmth – we pushed out the cold
with hot soup and red wine, and the gold
of the firelight
And the room that we slept in that night
was a palace of silver delight, so bright
was the starlight.
This is a compound word poem, for a prompt by Grace at dVerse. You can find the rules on her prompt post. This is a new form for me, and I always find it takes a while for me to get my head round new forms! So this is quite simple, I think.
I haven’t tried this form yet and it seems that it would need quite some concentration. Well done Sarah.
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Your write was a delight Sarah — full of light! 🙂
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How beautiful this flowed Sarah. Love the time from sunlight to twilight, and that house imagery as the black paper boat, is gorgeous. I felt the warmth and delight from the starlight.
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Love this … and the way you used “light” …. cheers.
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This poem is exquisite. The paper boat house, the golden warmth inside……just lovely.
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I don’t take your poem lightly (:) Well done!
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All that light–beautiful, Sarah. It sounds like a memory.
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I would love to have such bright starlight… how great that would be
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Beautifully done Sarah! This tale warmed the cockles of my heart!
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Oh this is gorgeous! If only starlight were so bright as in your poetry.
pax,
dora
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Lovely, Sarah! ❤
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