hush. whispers the moon
to my walking worry. shh.
shallow faith, sink and savor
such unsure shore. in your
night dress, count holy graces. hush.
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11.19.2021
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For dVerse: Poetry Form: The Wayra – Thank you, Grace, for featuring my poem there and for levelling this up with onomatopoeia! 🙂
The *Wayra (Quechua – wind ) is a popular verse form of Peru and Bolivia. It appears it originated in an indigenous Quechua language but has found its way into Spanish literature. It is a short syllabic verse form found at Vole Central and some other sites around the internet.
The elements of the Wayra are:
- a pentastich, a poem in 5 lines.
- syllabic, 5-7-7-6-8
- unrhymed.
Really quite beautiful…wonderful rhythm…
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Thank you noticing the beat, Ain. Happy weekend.
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Beautiful sound to this. The Moon always has something to say.
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Oh so true, Merill. Such a silent commentator for nocturnals like me. ☺️
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Or for morning moon people like me. 😀
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aaahh. morning moon has its own charm!
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I could see myself in this: a “walking worry” (sentient phrase, brilliant anthropomorphism) by moonlight, and then the motherly “hush” giving voice to a heavenly wisdom where one counts one’s “graces.” Touched me where I live, Rosemarie. Thank you.
pax,
dora
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ah. such a beautiful and thoughtful comment, Dora. this made my writing heart smile. thank you.
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you’re most welcome, Rosemarie.
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❤
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Oh my heart this is absolutely exquisite! I love the quiet contemplation, the moon and incorporation of rhythm and sound here. Yes, hush to worries 💝💝💝💝
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quiet contemplation describes this best, Sanaa. thank you.
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love the alliteration and gentleness of this one Rosema … worry is such a woeful waste of energy but still it haunts …
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“worry is such a woeful waste of energy” such a powerful phrase there, dear Kate. but yea. it lingers still. thank you!
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some seem born with it, take care precious!
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true true. you, too, dear!
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Romantic, spirited, and clever–this checks all the wayra boxes. Impressive to imply it is better to hush than to curse. I may have to try that sometime.
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aha. happy to know that this fits. thank you and looking forward!
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I can hear that hush and shh very clearly. Love the sinking into the quiet and counting the holy graces. Thanks for your example of the wayra!!!
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sinking into the quiet indeed, Grace. thank you for reminding me of this form. 🙂
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I agree with Grace and think this is beautiful. ❤
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thank you so much!
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That’s beautiful, love.
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thank you, love.
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My walking worry …. it speaks volumes. Well done, well done.
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indeed, Ms. Helen. thank you!
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I love it… and love the moon being almost like a mother to a child…
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perfectly understood, Bjorn. thank you!
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Wonderfully written, especially keeping in mind the poetry form 🙂
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thank you, Vignesh.
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