Not So Silent Night (#Oneshotwednesday)


“Save me” said in anguish

“oppression make it cease”

words chanted in the night

alas no days of peace

*

A world mired in deluge

fists full of abhorrent pain

A light sent into the world

groping for the common man

***

A love light was unfurled

delivered through  his hands

a desperate call into the skies

to breach the sorrows of man

*

the least tallied as a friend

a child was extolled

he came on that barren night

to save the weeping soul

Please join us at One Stop Poetry as we celebrate poetry and the holidays.

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Author: moondustwriter

Thank you for visiting Moondustwriter. One of the many exciting things I've had the honor of doing is writing and publishing in multiple genres (including education) in E. African for E. Africa. As a writer, it is a thrill to write for children (on all continents) who want to learn. I've been part of the blogging community for more than 13 years. Some old timers may remember the award winning (2011 Twitter Shorty ) blog community - One Stop Poetry. I was the co-producer of that fast growing blog community. I am a published writer, poet, artist and photographer. I have written, as well as edited, for periodicals, radio, blogs and fellow writers. There are many facets to this moon - my joy is in meeting you!

71 thoughts on “Not So Silent Night (#Oneshotwednesday)”

  1. Moondustwriter, I am enthralled by this “noisy” Christmas offering of yours. How true, how exactly as it is. You write everything so well, lucid. I wonder often how do you speak? Maybe the same as you write? I do.

    I like!

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  2. Sorry, had to return. About that really-istic hand, maybe reaching out in a “save me” gesture?

    My immediate perceptive was maybe another hand, not quite so beautiful, pushing back the “Light-of-the-World”…so as to promote the malignancies herein. (Apologize for the double-dip.)

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  3. Agreeing on the songlike quality. As always you have the single vision here, seeing the light. I think you did a great job with the structure–short phrases, a bit of juxtaposition. All very musical and effective.

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  4. Ooh – we were on the same wavelength – although I might like yours better as a Christmas poem than mine turned out to be. But hands are important in both of them!

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  5. A love light was unfurled

    delivered through his hands

    a desperate call into the skies

    to breach the sorrows of man

    Christmas spirit all over us Leslie..i love your poem as all your unique prespectives do to me,i am literally enchanted reading you..:)

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  6. Ah we have similar takes again this week dear Leslie. Let me take this opportunity to wish you and yours a joyous season and a phenomenal new year. This was spot on — clear, resounding, and beautiful. Well done as always!

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  7. Silent but not so silent. Some very strong lines here Leslie.

    a desperate call into the skies

    to breach the sorrows of man

    Indeed.

    Thank you for sharing and for all the work you do.

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  8. Oddly, I was reminded of Ebenezer Scrooge, and his journey to enlightenment. That’s why I love poems so much – each word and phrasing can mean so many different things to each individual who reads them. I enjoyed this; thank you! Hope you have a Safe, Fun Christmas, and a wonderful New Year! Cheers, David

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  9. A lovely “Reason for the Season” poem….gives hope and a feeling of depth to this silly season.

    Thank you, dear friend….it comforts and gives direction.

    Lady Nyo

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      1. Beautifully written. I love how this poem bignrs us together. Allies. We are not alone, we can be accepted, embraced and feel safe at times. Better now, than how it was, for me too. It’s a journey much better travelled with allies.

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  10. Hey really – your a singer set some of you’re poetry to music? Me too… the ballads mend themselves best I find. Appropriately seasonal piece. Solid quatrains with rhyme that feels natural and unforced

    Have a great Christmas/Solstice my friend

    Luke

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  11. “he came on that barren night

    to save the weeping soul”

    there is a sense of gentle presence in these last two lines…amidst the nights that are not silent and the pain of the world…he still comes…

    Beautiful Lovely lady of the moon dust

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  12. A sense of escape from a ‘A world mired in deluge’ is very well described:)It’s always good to have hope and faith by our side to see the guiding light that is present even in adversity.

    Hey, I would like to be featured on ‘One Stop Poetry’ 🙂 It’s a lovely place to meet fellow writers and poets.Hats off to all of you!

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    1. An impressive share, I just given this onto a coaulegle who was doing a little analysis on this. And he in fact bought me breakfast because I found it for him.. smile. So let me reword that: Thnx for the treat! But yeah Thnkx for spending the time to discuss this, I feel strongly about it and love reading more on this topic. If possible, as you become expertise, would you mind updating your blog with more details? It is highly helpful for me. Big thumb up for this blog post! November 1, 2012

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  13. Love the title of this…it so perfectly sets the tone and the message of the One who gave a voice to the voiceless…and the word choice continues this tone, reminding us of the suffering that must be remembered amidst the joy.

    My favorite is “the least tallied as a friend”

    Merry Christmas and God bless 🙂
    Michelle

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  14. I LOVE the finishing lines, which tied this together in a beautiful sense. It does cast this sense of “spirit” to it..struggle and then this “save” at the end. Fantastic! 🙂 April 🙂

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  15. You did wonderfully! I like it. I like the your development; it draws me (the reader) into your theme in a way that I can empathize with these folk. First you told of the ails of the world, then of the hope, and finally the salvation.

    Merry Christmas! 🙂
    ..

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  16. i loved the idea…not so silent night…as always a wonderful write…and my friend you know you will hear this a million times from me but have a great christmas and a wonderful new year…thanks for all the support and the journey through One Stop together has been a joy..cheers pete

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      1. Bobbb I love that sentiment you sheard, I am my universe amazing how something can be so freeing and terrifying at the same time Lydia glad you enjoyed it poetry (and prose) have a different feel when they’re read out loud. I try to read all of my pieces out loud before I finalize them.DFTP I agree looking for that moment can be dangerous there really is never a right or perfect time for those turning points in our livesSuki thanks. I’m hoping my latest reading (still Chodron!)helps me recognize those moments. HB hmmm.. I like this poem captures my feelings perfectly!Cabacurl and anne-Marie thanks for dropping by and glad that you found something in the poem that spoke to you!Michael thank you for your posting that helped inspire it .. it is reassuring to *find* like minds out there

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  17. Such stark reality. Again you have written with the precision of a surgeon, concise. lucid, beautiful.

    Thanks so much and may you be blessed with silent nights and peace now and always.

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  18. ‘the least tallied as a friend’ – this line, though not the most poetic in this poem full of very musical lines, held the essence of the piece for me – beautifully put.

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  19. Silent night, holy night. Your poem brings back the nostalgic strains of the song, reminding us Christmas is here again! Excellent piece!

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  20. Great one for meditation, Leslie! I love how you conjure the world miseries getting smoothered by the “love light” and the “hands”, those of an infant, who was born to “deliver” us. The last stanza from your pen, your soul, says it for us especially the last two lines–“he came on that barren night/to save the weeping soul”. And it’s been 2,010 years!

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    1. Love this insight! “Much like Christ, he too has faelln to the need for conspiracy and theory.” And the way it is worded. Intriguing piece Natasha! I love how you are always thinking about life and its various aspects.

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