Pipedreams
The Tale of the Two Moon Moth
Echoes and shadows spool around the flutters of a Moth gifted two moons
Cascades of gilded new-age blues cast out in long and lacey circadian nets
Lattices spun to coax celestial rocks from hardcore mantels
Instinct concrete in its mandate that one moon must move
Poor paper-winged Moth. It is not within it to choose
Spoiled, Moth grows ragged between the limed light of the two unshakable moons
Evermore confined inside a cage of withering blues
About the Creator
Caroline Jane
Warm-blooded vertebrate, domesticated with a preference for the wild. Howls at the moon and forages on the dark side of it. Laughs like a hyena. Fuelled by good times and fairy dust. Writes obsessively with no holes barred.
Enjoyed the story? Support the Creator.
Subscribe for free to receive all their stories in your feed. You could also pledge your support or give them a one-off tip, letting them know you appreciate their work.
Keep reading
More stories from Caroline Jane and writers in Poets and other communities.
I First Saw Him
When I first saw him sitting on the wall, relaxed and looking out over the water, I was sure he wasn't a local. Not including children, there are only about 250 or 300 of us in this area full-time, though that number is ten-fold in the summer, and I know everyone at least by sight or by family resemblance. And yet, the way he sat looked familiar and started my mind sorting and discarding among the families I knew, not quite like this one, not quite like that one.
By Natalie Wilkinson7 days ago in Fiction
Comments (19)
Congratulations on TS!
Full of imagery and easy to picture, I like how this take has a life at the centre of the eclipse. “ limed light of the two unshakable moons”- great line Caroline 👏🏾
Congrats on Top Story!🥳🥳🥳
Fantastic, congrats on the top story.
fantastic writing.
How tragically yet beautifully melancholic. Fantastic work, Caroline :)
Beautifully penned!!! Love it!!!❤️❤️💕
This is such a breathtaking piece by you Caroline! Amazing work here, I love the imagery and this feeling of longing I am left with afterwards! Great work and congrats on Top Story!
Omggg, I don't know how I missed this! Your Acrostic was so poignant yet so beautiful! I loved it! Congratulations on your Top Story! 🎉💖🎊🎉💖🎊
Ohhhh back to say congrats on Top Story!
What beautiful and descriptive imagery behind this! This is a fantastic poem!
Phenomenal job!Loved your word choices and the tone of this piece Caroline!!!!
Oo I've been waiting for your acrostic! How did you think to add a moth? Love this!
Great acrostic and challenge entry! Very well written piece!
Dear Cj - So "Lefty" ~ How'd you whip this one up off your normally cookin' path - Very lovely - Here we take for granted watching the Sun drift into the ocean each evening: Last night it was the Moon. - Always with my respect - Jk.in.l.a.
Beautifully written story amazing, very well written
This is beautiful. I think we were all moon moths yesterday.
Poor old moth. And that image of the blues just adds to the melancholy.
Just...yeah. You've won. lol. Calling it.