Monkey-Business In Moonlight
Air is stung with blows
from swords strapped on
with relish. Clangs merge
with strident song of iron
that rings across and over field stubble,
or against hard stone of filled silo.
One can only wonder at what
unhinged crime might be occurring
as shadows shimmy and fly at one
another, chopping evening’s order
into squirming worm-like madness,
until quiet suddenly descends,
and silence kisses darkness once again.
Elizabeth Crawford 11/19/2017
Note: Thought it was time to get back to both Wordles. Used all of the words in one form or another. Image is a Photo-kali, made from a photograph.
Posted at The Sunday Whirl: Wordle #326
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monkeys, sword, moon, merge, kiss, fly,
relish, chop, shimmy, strap, sting, crime
Sunday’s Whirligig: Worled #138
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air, light, hinge, worm, song, stubble,
silo, over, iron, clangs, blows, order
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Soul's Music 
chopping evening’s order
into squirming worm-like madness.. just love that line.. beautifully written Elizabeth.
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A powerful return I loved every word
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“One can only wonder at what / unhinged crime might be occurring” Quite chilling & fits in with the atmosphere. So is the suddenly descending ‘quiet’!
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Masterful, you achieved your aim so well, what a great read.
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A poem that begins with mayhem ends in peace. Whew!
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It does sound ominous out there. Well done!
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A masterful from me too.
I wonder what was occurring…
Anna :o]
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‘until quiet suddenly descends and silence kisses darkness once again’.. such a powerful close on this!
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A wonderful write, I accept your gift. Thank you for such a write! You are my hero.
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Great use of the words… especially the comfort in the closing.
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I love the phrase “silence kisses darkness once again”. Such a peaceful thought. Thank you
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I sometimes think of nature as madness at night with hunted and being hunted….this was wonderful and especially enjoyed the last line…perfection!
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Very intetesting. That title is a winner
Happy Sunday
Much💖love
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I enjoyed the atmosphere you created in this poem, Elizabeth! Hope you have a happy Thanksgiving.
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Wow, you have woven a wonderful story from the words. It reminds me of a mystical kingdom.
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However you did it, the piece was great!!!!
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Beautifully witnessed and how comforting the kiss of silence at the end.
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A very visual – and intriguing – piece. Some beautiful writing in this!
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Monday WRites 132 is live, i invite you to link in
much love…
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kaykuala
into squirming worm-like madness,
until quiet suddenly descends,
and silence kisses darkness once again.
All the quiet and silence would result in a lot of good not matched by others
Hank
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