Night Folds The Stars

Night folds the stars into
origami wings to fly secrets
across midnight galaxies
where beauty can’t
be twisted by jealous tongues.

Caught in the dry rain
of autumn leaves
the harvest moon dances
with the wind to erase
lovers’ steps from prying eyes.

Mystery keeps its shoulder
against the horizon to stall
sunrise long enough to allow
joy to erase forbidden.


©Susie Clevenger 2013

 Real Toads ~ Harvest Moon

Comments

Marian said…
oh! joy erases forbidden. maybe?
love this, Susie, all it evokes. lovely.
September 20, 2013 at 4:30 PM
humbird said…
Susie, love your first stanza:
'Night folds the stars into
origami wings to fly secrets
across midnight galaxies
where beauty can’t
be twisted by jealous tongues.'

and you want 'joy to erase forbidden'..ah
September 20, 2013 at 4:56 PM
hyperCRYPTICal said…
Lovely Susie.
The first stanza is so wonderfully rich, the words nectar on my tongue as I read.
More than lovely - brilliant.
Anna :o]
September 20, 2013 at 5:08 PM
Hannah said…
This is gorgeous!! Love your opening and the idea of leaves falling as "dry rain." so neat!
September 20, 2013 at 5:47 PM
Ella said…
Glorious Susie you had me at origami wings-swoon worthy!
September 20, 2013 at 6:06 PM
Anonymous said…
I really like that last stanza, Susie
September 20, 2013 at 6:39 PM
De Jackson said…
Oh, my. Holy cow. LOVE this:
"Night folds the stars into
origami wings to fly secrets"

Just beautiful, Susie.
September 20, 2013 at 6:41 PM
Debi Swim said…
So many good lines... this is very imaginative and lovely.
September 20, 2013 at 7:17 PM
Other Mary said…
Beautifully written. The subtle mentions of a forbidden tryst add another intriguing dimension to this.
September 21, 2013 at 5:03 AM
Kerry O'Connor said…
Such a beautiful use of personification in this poem.
September 21, 2013 at 5:50 AM
Mary said…
I really like the idea of night folding stars into origami wings. Such a lovely image.

Beautiful poem in every regard.
September 21, 2013 at 12:49 PM
Scarlet said…
This is beautiful Susie, specially the imagery of first stanza, night folds the stars into origami wings ~
September 21, 2013 at 1:13 PM
Manicddaily said…
Stalling dawn to erase forbidden sounds pretty darn good to me! Very eloquent poem. Thanks, Susie. k.
September 21, 2013 at 1:46 PM
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