A COTTAGE UNDER GRACIE'S MOON
T'was many a seasons ago,
That the season came too soon,
And I built a cottage on shores,
Under the shine from gracie's moon;

And this maiden she was fair,
And shy as a daffodil in bloom,
She came out every night,
And I bore witness to gracie's moon;

Every night the lady lifted,
A few grains of sand from the shore,
And held it in her flower clasped palms,
With passion I'd ne'er seen before;

And she smiled at these tiny crystals,
She held so close , and sang a tune,
She lifted her golden hair , And blew
The sand towards gracie's moon;

And did this , she did every night,
I spent watching her with eyes of awe,
I saw gracie every night and her sand,
And gracie's moon every night I saw;

Did she this , for many months,
Until my cottage was done,
And that when I seeked gracie,
Her sand in the time of life hath run;

Pity was I , that I could not see,
My beloved after I had rested my weary arm,
The moon hath sunk on gracie for a grey day,
She had befallen the greatest harm;

I wandered across the breaking waves,
Lifting the sands my maiden had cherished,
The shores did not know, and were still moving,
Whilst their moon , she had perished;

It was a night of the full moon,
Yes , t'was the same gracie's moon,
That I crept bare feet to the shore,
And chiored for gracie , the oldest croon;

I picked sand from the floor , 
Like gracie had taught me in my eyes,
And I hummed the same old tune,
And blew towards gracie's skies;

T'was then that I heard , a prayer,
That gracie blew towards her moon,
" For all my stars and heavens,
May his cottage be finished soon";

What mercy hath undone me,
My beloved to be , was long last not mine,
I built a cottage under gracie's moon,
But gracie's moon did shed no shine;


Comments:
 
frederic   frederic wrote
on 8/26/2009 8:35:25 PM
Stanza six says the cottage is done. But you say in the end that the cottage is nearing completion. So, a little bit confusing. You're not actually communicating with Gracie. You espy her, so this is not quite a tale of lost love. The key, then, is how we interpret "gracie." She works best as a failed ideal. The cottage becomes your compromise in life. I love the lyrical quality as you tell it all. Very good.

Michele   Michele wrote
on 8/25/2009 1:52:24 PM
I agree--like the ancient poetry--very magical. Strong, dreamlike imagery of the moonlight and sparkling sand...

Trenchtownrock   Trenchtownrock wrote
on 8/25/2009 5:57:39 AM
This is an incredible write..love the title and the poem speaks powerfully...I love the theme of gracie's moon running throughout the poem...the poem had a feel of something from the old poets who told stories with words getting the readers lost in their magic...well done.

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