Monday, October 5, 2020

Slip of Moon


Slip of Moon

A slip of moon


coaxes me through night's

darkest hour to

explore forest's 

familiar path, branches

gesturing protectively.  So I


inch forward,

just a little at a time,

know with each heartbeat

lake's reflection of the stars

mirrors the big world,

not my tiny slice of it.

Oh, to escape, to soar

past my insecurities,

quiet my doubts,

rely on the promise of 

self-confidence I know is a

treasure buried inside.  I must

unfurl it slowly, nurture it,

venture forth and grasp

with both hands, life!  Unlike the

xeranthemums pressed within my diary's

yellowing pages, my spirit longs to bloom,

zoom to the moon and back.  

by Margaret Bednar, October 3, 2020

This is an Abecdarian Poem - use the 26 letters in the alphabet chronologically - each letter starting a new line. 


Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

A wonderfully-executed abecedarian which transcends the form. I wouldn't have noticed it was one of them if you hadn't told me, being caught up in what you were saying and the emotion with which you said it.

indybev said...

abcedarium .... now there's something I've learned this evening. You managed it so skillfully too!

Thotpurge said...

Oh didn't realize there was a form involved till I reached the end- beautifully done...

dsnake1 said...

wow! didn't know it was a poetry form and you executed it so brilliantly.
now i am tempted to give it a try. :)