Silver at the edge

At midnight, I hear the moon
calling from the edge of the roof.
I could stay where shadows gather,
or jumpβ€”
not into darkness,
but towards silver possibility
that waits under my feet,
open as a promise,
quiet as becoming,
bright enough to stay.

 

 

 

 

 

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Posted for Quadrille #353Β  Jump-start your poem @dVerse Pub

38 Responses

  1. rog leach says:

    that pesky moon calling me out at midnight

  2. De Jackson says:

    Oh, Sanaa. This is lovely. The moon calls to me, too. Those last three lines are stunning.

  3. BjΓΆrn says:

    The moon is calling of course I love it. best silver ever

  4. Lisa says:

    jump “me to the moon and let me play among the stars” love the metaphor here, Sanaa

  5. Candy says:

    love the possibilities in this poem!

  6. I really like this, Sanaa!

  7. Dwight L. Roth says:

    An interesting take on the prompt, Sanaa.

  8. I always love your dreamy words Saana. I get lost in yoiur poetry every time πŸ₯°β€οΈ

  9. Nancy Richy says:

    Silver possibility. Absolutely splendid, Saana! 🀩

  10. Lovely. You make me want to venture outside again!

  11. Paula says:

    Beautiful moon calling… loved this poem πŸŒ™

  12. shaun says:

    I like the line ‘quiet as becoming’ πŸ‘

    Nice write Sanaa!

  13. Freya says:

    This is gorgeous, so full of imagery and also, ghostly. I’m glad I’m back here, to read so much beautiful dVerse poetry!

  14. Jae Rose says:

    I love the atmosphere and emotion and mostly the change of direction – Jae

  15. Sara McNulty says:

    I love “silver possibility”

  16. Paul Cannon says:

    I love – but towards silver possibility, a wonderful line and a fab poem Saana

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