~ The Curious Moon ~
Night after night
as dusk bleeds into indigo
the moon emerges, curious,
to see what I will do this time
silent and curious, plays the moon
knowingly, to my weakness
silence only breaks my heart again
a stark reminder of how it always ends
with never so much as an echo
to bounce against the walls
in their absence
the gentle touch of chivalry
that briefly kissed my outstretched finger tips
turns to dust and drifts away
knights and heroes
are once more relegated to the stars
to be held on deposit
until the pain is forgotten
and dreams become possible again
the moon continues to watch
is it curiosity or judgment?
I take offense, and I rail
it is not my responsibility
to entertain you!
you emit luminosity
yet you fail
to illuminate me
you never give me any answers
no one ever gives me any answers
I love you
I hate you
I implore you
I...
I...
fine.
use me
to satisfy your curiosity
it’s no secret I’ll return
with wishes burning a hole in my pocket
I’ll kneel and lay out all those wishes
by the grace of your moonlight
as good-faith tokens of my devotion
in exchange for memories of tomorrow
but you knew that.
we’ll both be back
to dance and parry
at the first whisper of dusk
your curiosity cannot be sated
as long as it is a reflection
of my own.
© Dahlia Ramone: May 1, 2021
*
This was written for two challenges/sets of prompts:
The first is the Ragtag Daily Prompt – Thursday’s word “curious”
(Curiously, I’ve never used the word ‘curious’ in a poem before,
at least according to a Word search of my files).
The second is Blogophilia topic: Memories of Tomorrow
Prompts:
(1) Use a Billie Eilish Song Title *
(2) Include a School Mascot (knight and hero)
* break my heart again / it is not my responsibility /
I love you / use me / secret
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Dahlia Ramone 
Nicely done, Dollface!
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Thanks, dollface 🙂
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Lovely and many poignant lines here. You and that Moon make a good team no matter how judgy she is. lol
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Haha! Now I might have to write a poem called The Judgy Moon lolol!
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Your poem is so good. You had me at
“as dusk bleeds into indigo
the moon emerges”
and then once more smitten with
“the gentle touch of chivalry
that briefly kissed my outstretched finger tips
turns to dust and drifts away”
As a child of the Moon I fell under it’s spell with your words
Thanks for joining in Dahlia 🙂 🙂
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I am so happy to hear you enjoyed my poem. She pulls me in different directions, but the moon is my forever muse. Thank you 🙂🌙
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I am sure I have moonbeams in my veins 🙂
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🙂 You should write about that.
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My inspiration just happens, I write then stop when it’s gone. One day I’ll look at one of my Moon photos and perhaps inspiration will happen 🙂 🙂
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The brings out something special. 8 points Earthling
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La Lune has a way of doing that 🌙 Thanks, Martian Dude.
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You and the moon have a magical relationship
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It’s definitely the longest relationship I’ve ever had lol!
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I believe you have just defined destiny.
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I believe that is the best thing anyone has ever said to me ❤️
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