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Moonlight Reflection
The radiant moon invites me to meander to the pool.
To miss its cloud-scrimmed drama would reveal me as a fool.
Its flickering light reflected in the pool’s steaming glass,
I part its even surface asunder as I pass.
Clothed in liquid light, I walk a smooth straight line,
reflectively immersed in this world that is all mine.
I have no other idol except this ghost of moon.
I feel that I could taste it if I only had a spoon.
Its taste would be ambrosial upon my earthly tongue—
the first to taste a lunar menu formerly unsung.
I bundle up my prayers and toss them overhead,
leaving all my worries unthought of and unsaid.
The stone steps lead me up again from its steaming mass
and I shed off moonlight around me as I pass.
I take its memory with me as I return to bed,
the splendor of the moonlight forever in my head.
Today’s prompt words are: reflective radiant immersed meander idol line taste drama ghost flickering stone. The photos I took two weeks ago before leaving my house to travel to the states for my school reunion. A glorious scene. One of the shots is the moon and trees reflected in the surface of my pool that is fed by hot mineral springs that pass through the magma layer fed by the Colima Volcano, 80 miles away. I swim in it almost nightly.
For the Sunday Whirl Wordle 562
lifelessons - a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown 
I want a pool like that. Sounds wonderfully relaxing to end your day there.
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It is glorious.
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Fantastic pictures and words, Judy!
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Thanks, Regina..I’d been wanting to use those photos!
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Oh just lovely and the photographs are a delight.
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Thanks, drpkp!!!
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Beautiful poetic picture of your night, and in turn a beautiful moonlit buttermilk sky which in it self is a poetic image. Thanks, sometime my favorite pastime is reading some of my own past post and I had just read a very sad one of my lost love. But your poem brought back a smile to my face. Thanks~! The post I was reading had no “like” from you. That’s OK, except I wondered if you had read it, because you lived a similar lost in a similar way.
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GIVE ME A LINK, SAM
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Judy I did not do so, because I did not want to bring back memories to you of things past. But (with that warning) here is what I was reading:
https://mcouvillion.wordpress.com/2021/02/10/depression/
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beautiful pics and lovely poem with vivid imagery in it
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Thaks, Lisa..
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is this a momentary insight of never again attainable enlightenment?
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No..I feel like that most nights in the pool under the stars. Just part of it all…
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Awesome poem and photos.
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The sky was so amazing that night.
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It sure was.
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Breath-taking photos to go with this stunning poem.
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Very nice pictures on nature’s canvas.
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