Poem: "The Moon in a Silver Cup"

[ysabetwordsmith]

Here is today's freebie poem, courtesy of a prompt from jolantru. It is a true story. Sometimes the old tales are made new again, for they live in us and we give them shape through our lives.

The Moon in a Silver Cup

Old were the folktales,
Sweet on my lips as honey,
And when he said to me,
“What do you desire?”
I could not resist.

I said to him,
“Bring me the Moon in a silver cup,”
Thinking him wise enough
To know the old answer to the folk riddle.

Instead he brought me a coin –
No larger than my thumbnail,
Minted with maria on one side
And wee words on the other
Telling its own tale –
A coin struck from silver
That had flown around the moon.

And my heart overflowed.

Comments

[wyld-dandelyon.livejournal.com]

Ooh, I like it!

[valdary.livejournal.com]

That is lovely.

Thank you!

[ysabetwordsmith.livejournal.com]

I'm glad to hear that.

[je-reviens.livejournal.com]

lovely. a bit of beauty in a horrible week.

*hugs*

[ysabetwordsmith.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry to hear that your week has sucked.

[dormouse-in-tea.livejournal.com]

This really does give joy upon the reading. I'm so glad you chose this one.

Thank you!

[ysabetwordsmith.livejournal.com]

When my sweetie read it, he came downstairs and kissed me, too.

[fayanora.livejournal.com]

Someday, space tourism will be big, and when someone asks for the moon and the stars, they'll get a moon rock and a magnetic containment flask full of solar plasma.

Excellent poem, by the way!

Yay!

[ysabetwordsmith.livejournal.com]

So mote it be.

I'm glad you like the poem, too.