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Gold filigreed sun descends as,
at the same time, rises the moon...
looming full blue, spanning the quay
Moonrise, sunset, kiss gingerly,
a quick goodnight, on the same day
For hungry eyes, it's much too soon
Searching for the fleeting feet of
a fiddler, his slant silhouette
prancing o'er rooftops impishly
His wink of an eye shows the way
to calm an angry, fearful heart,
put all trepidation away
To celebrate for a fortnight,
swiftly before the disarray..
a child's fable of catching stars
Taking time to welcome the sight,
their simple glory in artful play,
for summer fairs, summers' best night
What an atmospheric write, Kathy. Enjoyed the details you included here.
ReplyDelete"Searching for the fleeting feet of
ReplyDeletea fiddler, his slant silhouette"
I love your alliteration.
I too like those two lines in particular, but the sunset and moonrise over the water just sounds so wonderful, I could really visualise it.
ReplyDeleteEnjoyed especially the imagery in the first stanza...and the second brought to mind "Fiddler on the Roof" and, susceptible as I am to "earworms" that music will, no doubt, be running in my head today.
ReplyDeleteYaba daba...me, too, and I specifically wanted to get that image out there as well..thanks, Victoria
DeleteWhen sunset and sunrise almost coincides, that's summer for me. Love the golden filigree...
ReplyDeleteLovely imagery of moonrise and sunset coming very close ~ The happy beat of summer is also captured by fiddler's fleeting feet ~
ReplyDeleteGrace
Beautiful scenery and fantasy.
ReplyDelete'a child's fable of catching stars' - reminds me of my daughter. So many lovely visuals Kathy...
ReplyDeleteLovely metre, flow and clarity of voice here Kathy. Some lovely lines too... My favourite element, these three lines:
ReplyDelete"To celebrate for a fortnight,
swiftly before the disarray..
a child's fable of catching stars" A treat to read... With Best Wishes Scott
This was lovely!!
ReplyDeleteLovely is the corner stone, lilting, romantic, sultry. You had me at /filigreed sun/ followed by boffo alliteration & clever unobtrusive rhyme schemes. I could only smile, sigh, & lament I missed the blue moon yet again.
ReplyDeleteA moon over the quay and a fiddler, I don't think life can get better than that!
ReplyDeleteThis poem cooled down this very very hot day here, 102, oy.
Nature plays
ReplyDeleteups downs
twilight suns
moons
lights night..
Bright
Moon
Child
twinkling
eye
Stars
play
FULL
deLiGht..:)