Though this be my eighth installment for the month, I’ve employed NaPo’s suggestion from Day Nine to write a nine-line poem. After meditating on how best to break down the structure of nine lines, I figured three stanzas of three lines each would work (yay simple math!) then thought immediately of the triplets common in terza rima. I decided to employ that form and rhyme scheme, adapting the initial rhyme of lines one and two into the middle line of the last stanza, so that each rhyme is represented three times. (All the threes and nines paired with the images of darkness and the moon might make for some fairly witchy verse).
So without further ado, here’s the journal draft for number eight:
And the cleaned-up version:
A smoky veil transcends the pearly moon,
arisen from the ebony abyss
to ripple ‘cross the heavenly lagoon
and beg the glow to bow behind the mist.
The moon avows, unfaltering and bright,
to lay upon the world its silver kiss
for, even through the cold embrace of night,
the sterling strings of heaven sing their tune,
an aria of darkness and of light.