Moon River

The moon, our moon lit night
candle brooding sediment
embraces you in umbrage
through the trees down
to the waterline up from
the riverbank wandering
through the shallows
in motion with slow
crawling eddies around
emergent rocks and felled
trees this night a dropped
stitch in time’s throw,
that night we lost
an hour and more.

4 Comments

  1. Dan Hen says:

    Umbrage is an annoying word .

    1. Joe Linker says:

      Um, can be, but not blasé, but depends on how you take it.

      1. Dan Hen says:

        Of course it should be as it reflects its meaning . Good choice of word . I meant no umbrage . ( I had forgotten its definition , so I had to look it up .)

        1. Joe Linker says:

          No umbrage taken. Umbrage in the poem suggests its older meaning, a shadow. Also, it seems to go well with embrace, which is to say we should hug that which may offend us. What comes from the shadows is often found questionable though (and questions can be scary), and so is viewed with, casts, suspicion.

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