Eclipse

 

Beyond my window blooms the moon

Hangs ripe and full before sunrise

Moonbeams scatter round the room

 

Awakened from night’s cocoon

Circle of light before me lies

Beyond my window blooms the moon

 

Over the moon a shadow looms

Watching it grow I’m mesmerized

Moonbeams scatter round the room

 

Lunar light will darken soon

Earth masks moon as it arrives

Beyond my window blooms the moon

 

Penumbra passes light resumes

Emerging from its dark disguise

Moonbeams scatter round the room

 

Serenely shining ancient rune

With the power to hypnotize

Moonbeams scatter round the room

Beyond my window blooms the moon

 

 

Lorraine Walker Williams

 

About the poem: This poem is a villanelle consisting of 19 lines with 2 rhymes. The first and third lines repeat as end lines. The musical quality lends itself well to the beauty of the recent eclipse. Writing metrical poetry is like solving a puzzle.