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Janice Pearce

Oct 24, 2008 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

Silver Upon My Moon

In obscure
attic places
a shelf holds
dusty case
trembling hands
trace the
memories
as he kneels
silently, to pray.
Cupped hands
hold silver harp
as metal reeds
begin to move
hypnotic notes
fill the air
in a fleeting
moment's tune.
He heard an eerie sound
pulling him away,
he lay the
harmonica down
as his breaths
begin to wane.
No longer of this
earthly world
organza wings
flutter against
dusty case,
opening a book
of lullabies that
he plays at
children's feet.
Drifting about
in night's air
metal reeds
begin to move,
in a fleeting moment
I hear silver harp
whisper upon
my moon.

— Janice Pearce, Oct 24, 2008

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17 years 7 months ago

so sweet

it actually reminds me of poetry and such that was written for children a very long time ago...you know in the era of 'Ring Around the Rosy' only not as grim but holds the same haunting effect...nice work darlin!!! this may go into my collection of poems i read to my children if i may have your permission of course! "For every shadow, no matter it's depth, is threatened by the morning's light..." <3 Emarie

17 years 7 months ago

<3Emarie

I would consider it an honor that you would read these to your children! Thank you for your thoughts! "There's no trick to being a humorist when you have the whole government working for you." Will Rogers

17 years 7 months ago

Real nice

Beautiful images with such perfect flow. Enjoyed the nice read. Respectfully Yours, Barbara

17 years 7 months ago

Barbara

Thank you so much! "There's no trick to being a humorist when you have the whole government working for you." Will Rogers

17 years 7 months ago

Hi Janice...

I've always been fond of the mouth harp myself... well done.. I could almost hear the notes... obsecure.. obscure.. a pleasure to read this one Janice Richard

17 years 7 months ago

Richard

Thank you so much Moon, I appreciate your comments. always~ "There's no trick to being a humorist when you have the whole government working for you." Will Rogers

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17 years 7 months ago

Cool Poem!

Something in this piece touched my soul and made it stir! A great write and a delight to read! Thanks! Lonnie

17 years 7 months ago

Lonnie

Hope you are enjoying Neopoet, and thank you so much for your kind words~ "There's no trick to being a humorist when you have the whole government working for you." Will Rogers

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prayersbyPatty

17 years 7 months ago

Janice

I am crying, my deceased father who suffered from depression played the harmonica. Strong notes as he inhaled. He got it from a box encased in velvet and I loved it when he took it out of the case and played haunting melodies. When he played, he was transformed and so was I. The funny one was a train whistle. He played from his heart, not a note from a sheet of paper, weaving the melody from something he felt. Now I love music and I am sure he had something to do with it. Absolutely wonderful poem. Thanks for the memories. Patty

17 years 7 months ago

Patty

Thank goodness you are crying from good memories!I don't think there are a lot that play it anymore, like years ago. It is a beautiful yet haunting sound~ Thanks for the comment! "There's no trick to being a humorist when you have the whole government working for you." Will Rogers

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prayersbyPatty

17 years 7 months ago

Sorry, I have stopped crying now

Jan I forgot to do something, Patty throws rainbows, hearts and music notes from the soul!!!!! Bravo

17 years 7 months ago

Patty

Caught them, and bless you~ "There's no trick to being a humorist when you have the whole government working for you." Will Rogers

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callum

17 years 7 months ago

thnaks

a wonderful read and great vision,and thankyou for taking the time to read mine

17 years 7 months ago

callum

I am happy that you enjoyed it~ You are very welcome! "There's no trick to being a humorist when you have the whole government working for you." Will Rogers

17 years 7 months ago

Heavenly

The prayer, the harp, the wings, the moon--I love the eternal images in this and the continuity. I can hear the sound of the harmonica in another world. Yours, Donna

17 years 7 months ago

Donna

Thanks so much for reading, and your comment. Always appreciated~ "There's no trick to being a humorist when you have the whole government working for you." Will Rogers

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17 years 7 months ago

I

enjoyed this and i was going to put in a line of thought but i am afraid it would not have done this poem any justice-well done Janice-pinksheep-

17 years 7 months ago

pinksheep

So glad that you enjoyed it pink. Thanks for stopping by and commenting~ "There's no trick to being a humorist when you have the whole government working for you." Will Rogers

17 years 7 months ago

Janice,

Congrads on the spotlight, again! Girl your a monster at this!! I love and hate this poem. I love it because it touches the strings of my heart, I hate it because it brings such sad memories that are buried in my secret place. kudos to you, for stirring all these emotions Thanks, Eddie "do like the once barren tree: flourish and like the planted seed: rise" Jose de Deigo

17 years 7 months ago

Eddie~ AKA Attorney Cruz

Thank you so much for your comments. If I brought good memories back I am happy. If I brought back sad ones, I am sorry, But if enough time passes, the sorrowful ones, I laugh at this is how I keep my sanity [well, somewhat] Your friend, Janice "There's no trick to being a humorist when you have the whole government working for you." Will Rogers

17 years 7 months ago

Jan

I like listening to a mournful harmonica - like the one in the beginning of "The River" by Bruce Springsteen. Regretfully, I don't know how to play one, and even though it would fit in nice with the obscure notes thing, it wouldn't be pleasant! Nice writing. ~Jess K. ---------------------------------------------------- -"If your mother still drives you to school, you ain't no 'gangsta', pull your damn pants up!" - Bill Engvall

17 years 7 months ago

Jess

Thanks for the comment. I appreciate you always being there for everyone~ ~~~~~~~~~~~Wanda Sykes For President~~~~~~~~

B

17 years 7 months ago

Exquisite!

Thank you, thank you. Beautifully crafted. Your words count, each one. (Got this stingy five-granter to hand you one. I.e., a five-vote.) Yours, Chuck PS: May I suggest a couple of tweaks re spelling: obscure moment's tune lullabies

17 years 7 months ago

Chuck

Why thans you kir~ What would I do without you Chuck? for sure, I'd get a D- on my spelling test. ~~~~~~~~~~~Wanda Sykes For President~~~~~~~~

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prayersbyPatty

17 years 7 months ago

Jan

The first poem was awesome, the re-write even better, I hear that harmonica in wind, and I look around, but no body there, maybe supernatural. Haunting melody come back to me. Patty

17 years 7 months ago

Patty

Just a bit of some editing, thanks to Chuck he is excellent at catching my errors, which I appreciate~ ____________________________________ To write a touching poem, you must gently stir the soul, if it brings forth tears or smiles, then the story was beautifully told. Janice Pearce

17 years 6 months ago

xDARKxPURPLEx

Just like to let you know how much I appreciate all your encouraging thoughts. I appreciate each and every one! _____________________________ To write a touching poem, you must gently stir the soul, if it brings forth tears or smiles, then the story was beautifully told. ________Janice Pearce_________

17 years 7 months ago

Pleasant

Just so pleasant to read :) Man thinks this.

17 years 6 months ago

Silver Upon My Moon

Mark, Thank you so much for reading, and your comments~I always appreciate them! _____________________________ To write a touching poem, you must gently stir the soul, if it brings forth tears or smiles, then the story was beautifully told. ________Janice Pearce_________