moon – Poetic Meanderings

Luminescence

Praise Him, sun and moon; Praise Him, all you stars of light—Psalm 148:3 What twilight, what pre-dawn, what in between- lilac dream will I find, if I am still and willing to linger long, in the meeting space of moon and sun? —C.L. Fisher, March 2022 Unless otherwise indicated, all writings and images are theContinue reading “Luminescence”

Majestic Sky

When I look at the night sky and see the work of Your fingers —the moon and the stars You set in place— what are mere mortals that You should think about them… —Psalm 8:3-4 I spy the silver slipper moon, high above the periwinkle blue; it beckons me to stand in the warm March nightContinue reading “Majestic Sky”

Moon Haiku

Moonlight drowns out all but the brightest stars. — J.R.R Tolkien Silvery soft night Shine down your lavender dew— croon my lullaby. —C.L. Fisher, February 2022 Unless otherwise indicated, all writings and images are the work of C.L. Fisher and may not be copied, used, or distributed without permission.

Lullaby

I feel heavy, weighted, like there is lead lining my pockets, stones filling my head, and every part of me feels pulled to bed, but I take one last look, step under a glowing moon cradled in the crook of our bare-limbed pear-tree, just hovering near, reminding me dreams await, and so I surrender toContinue reading “Lullaby”

August Moon

An August moon in pinkish hues reflects a perfect pastel morning; what wonders wait for those who rise just as late summer’s light is dawning. —C.L. Fisher, August 2021 Unless otherwise indicated, all writings and images are the work of C.L. Fisher and may not be copied, used, or distributed without permission.

Swooning

The sun hangs on long in the evening, slow to nestle under cover of the horizon, reminding me that summer nights are coming, s’mores and starlight, fireflies and cricket song, and several “just-a-few-more” minutes with you in the silver path of a summer moon swooning in the comfort of our settled love. —C.L. Fisher, MarchContinue reading “Swooning”

Stardust

He made all the stars—the Bear and Orion, the Pleiades and the constellations of the southern sky. — Job 9:9, NLT I wonder if stardust has ever settled on my cheeks on one of those clear cold nights when I step out and turn my face up; there is no warmth in the moon, butContinue reading “Stardust”

Await the Gentle Moon

Let me just sit — I don’t want to form a response or tell you my thoughts; it is well enough to just be a quieted soul in peace, but you are welcome to join me. Let us sit as the sun rests; there is a ever-changing watercolor horizon on view before us as weContinue reading “Await the Gentle Moon”

Still Rising

You made the moon to mark the seasons, and the sun knows when to set. —Psalm 104:19, NLT It hasn’t felt all that different yet. We’ve only just waded into the lapping waves of 2021, barely getting our feet wet. It felt so long getting here — I think we all let out a collectiveContinue reading “Still Rising”

Luminous

I consider the moon, the gray moon luminous, the yellow moon joyous, the full moon voluminous, the blue moon harmonious, each phase full of expectations that this beautiful creation offers poetry in the most wondrous ways. The moon is a miracle, a reminder of a God of imagination, a renderer of art, a passionateContinue reading “Luminous”