The Color of Night

The Color of Night

Who is to say what is
the color of night?
The moon will rise,
a hidden face revealing
nothing, yet all we need
to know is still before us.

Given time, it will return
what is cast upon it,
whether brilliance or shadow.
Make of that what you will,
but whatever the light,
find comfort in its presence.

This is my response to A Razzie or Two, the prompt from Lillian at dVerse ~ Poets Pub, which is to use a movie title from a list of movies that have “won” a Golden Raspberry Award (Razzie) for the worst movie of the year. I have chosen Color of Night (1994).

~ the full moon (Beaver Moon) at 10:09pm, 07 Nov 2022
~ full lunar eclipse (Beaver Blood Moon) at 5:03am, 08 Nov 2022
~ click on each for larger view in new tab ~



Should the moon
light my way
on the darkest night,
when my soul seems
farthest from the light of day,
my path will not be lost.
Guided by that glimmer
of hope, and thankful
for its companionship,
I will find my way
out of the darkness.

This is my second response to the prompt from Lillian at dVerse ~ Poets Pub,
Compound Me!, which asks us to use one or more of the compound words that are provided.
This is to be done by separating the root words by line break or punctuation
– and with no words placed between the root words. (Here, I have used moonlight.)

Image: Full Moon Eclipse (Blood Moon) 15 May 2022

Heavenly Triangle ~ wayra sequence

Heavenly Triangle

Sol’s light on Gaia
casts shadow into darkness,
yet, in a brief conjunction,
leaves Luna as brilliant
when it sets as when it rises.

Gaia’s Demand

Shine your light my way.
Think not of her icy stare,
bestowed in her insolence.
Instead, illuminate
my daily pirouette for you.

Lunar Lament

Keep it to yourself.
I have no need for your shade,
cast into the darkest night.
This bond I share with Sol
will not suffer from your presence.

Sol’s Dilemma

How is one to choose
between beauties such as these?
Luna, with her nightly glow.
Gaia. So full of life.
May the heavens hold an answer.

I did not stay up for the 3:00am near-total lunar eclipse on 19 November 2021, but I did take this photo at 9:37pm photo of the full moon.  (click image for larger view in new tab)

This wayra sequence is shared with OpenLinkNight at dVerse ~ Poets Pub.

The elements of the wayra are:
                                        ~ a stanza in 5 lines
                                        ~ syllabic, 5-7-7-6-8
                                        ~ no rhyme

color gone ~ gogyohka

color gone
as night awakens
dim dusk light
crescent moon rises
pale color returns

This gogyohka is my response to Colleen’s #TankaTuesday Weekly #Poetry Challenge No. 247, #SynonymsOnly at Word Craft: Prose and Poetry,
using dusk and color for the offered words, twilight and hue.
I suppose you could say it’s a “short-line”tanka, as the syllables are consistent.

Photo: 27 April 2020 (click for larger view in new tab)

shimmers on the highway ~ haiku & gogyohka

falling rain
spatters my windshield
misty roads

moon greets me
during my travels
follows me

shimmers on the highway
wait to greet my tires
relief of cool air in the car
at the far end of our trip
family waits to greet us


These haiku and gogyohka are my response to Frank Tassone’s #Haikai Challenge #195-197 (Trifecta), which offers three kigo:
                    #195 – midsummer rain
                    #196 – summer moon
                    #197 – smoldering hot

While Frank’s prompts are related to the the last three weeks of June, these haiku are influenced by my travel in mid/late July.

one by the other ~ sedoka

 one by the other
horizon to horizon
a shared light, free of shadow

ere the fall of night
and early in the morning
sun and moon in an embrace

As a birthday gift to myself (and my lovely wife, of course) this sedoka
was created by revising The Night Is Ours, my poem from yesterday.

I’m sharing this with Colleen’s #Tanka Tuesday
#Poetry Challenge No. 215, #Poet’sChoice.

A Sedoka is an unrhymed poem composed of two katauta. A katauta is able to stand alone, with three lines and a syllable pattern of 5-7-7. A Sedoka therefore has the syllable count: 5-7-7, 5-7-7. Each katauta must be able to be read independently, but also create a cohesive singular work in the Sedoka.

The Night Is Ours ~ with audio


The Night Is Ours

and the morning
waking beside each other

sun and moon in an embrace
from horizon to horizon

proximity a measure of
darkness and light

the mere sight of one by the other
a shared light, free of shadow

I found this poem in my “Unfinished” folder, in four drafts dating from June 2020 through August 2020. I’m sure it was inspired by something I read on WordPress, but I just can’t place it. I think it makes a good counterpoint to yesterday’s poem.

Shared with Open Link Night #285: On This Day…
at dVerse ~ Poets Pub, hosted by Linda.

Image source: (edited here)