Sunday, December 20, 2015

Sleigh Ride

Come on, it's lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you.
                                                                --- Sleigh Ride
It's a chore to wrestle the moonlight
from an untroubled southern sky
when the moon's in a phase to slumber and laze
dark to the northern eye.

I've promised my darling a sleigh ride,
and a kiss is the promised prize.
So it's my chore to wrestle the moonlight
and gather some stars on the side.

For Karin's prompt at Real Toads.  Also submitted to Poetry Pantry.

25 comments:

thotpurge said...

Wrestle the moonlight...such a. beautiful image...

Sanaa Rizvi said...

Stunning!!!
Happy holidays :D

Outlawyer said...

Ah, charming. I am glad that you are wrestling with the moon light and not your companion! (No, sorry to joke--really sweetly done, MZ.) Thanks. k.

hedgewitch said...

Sometimes it's a pretty rigged match, that bout. Also, sleighs seem to glide poorly on bermuda grass. Nonetheless, the warmth behind this and the shine, come through equally well.

Fireblossom said...

This is just...yeah.

Sylvia K said...

Well, of course, I love it -- as always! I'm dreaming of a white Christmas, but it looks as though it will be a wet one instead!! Have a great week, MZ, and a very Happy Holiday!!

Donna@LivingFromHappiness said...

And what a wonderful chore to wrestle the moon and stars for our beloved...oh what a joy to read this poem!

Happy Holidays!

brudberg said...

Would it really be a chore.. if so there seem to be plenty of rewards. No white christmas scheduled...

scotthastiepoet said...

Delightfully distinctive, as ever Mama!! Clever, effective, crisp and a little sexy too... All in all, a real treat to read.. With Best Wishes Scott

Sherry Blue Sky said...

I love the wrestling of moonlight.

R.K. Garon said...

Haha ...and what a wonderful surprise at the end of a sleigh ride.
ZQ

Jim said...

Lovely, Mom Z. I've promised mine (real life) the moon and those stars I catch to have as her own, from me.
I have a sleigh also, Jingle Bells. And a ride, just the two.
..

Truedessa said...

Ha - I like the image of wrestling the moon to catch a few stars..

Mary said...

Gathering stars with you...happy holidays to you, Kelly.

Sioux said...

MZ--One mark of a good writer is their ability to nudge a reader into reconsidering/shifting/reflecting. In just a few lines, you made me reflect on a Christmas song that I've heard thousands of times.

"Wrestle with the moonlight" is a powerful image.

As always--well done.

Sumana Roy said...

an interesting chore :)

blueoran said...

Love maybe is like Rilke said about Jacob -- wrestling unsuccessfully with successfully greater angels. What are we going to do with that moon for Christmas?

Marian said...

Aw, worth the effort, probably.

Jae Rose said...

Let's hope the kiss is a fair reward for your efforts - of course it will be!

Carol Campbell said...

This kind of love that we all search for! <3

Brother Ollie said...

Mama Zen - your poems are a blessing. Keep wrestling and writing!

Kerry O'Connor said...

Such a beautiful carol in a more modern feminine voice.

Sending you Christmas wishes from Southern skies (and very hot they are too!)

Old Egg said...

What a seductively enticing poem. He's a lucky man.

Ostensible Truth said...

I so like the wrestling with the moonlight image, it conjures up all kinds of feels

Susan said...

Happy Christmas! Put some wheels on that sleigh and enjoy the darkness, I say! And stay on that sleigh through the full moon and all ... It's worth the struggle, I think.