For posting on Poets United Poetry Pantry and also on Real Toads for the Tuesday Platform.

The day dies.
The cool of the day is settling on the land,
the green corn moon casts shadows
on the fields – the dried golden tassels
flutter in the slight breeze.
A stray dog walks down a row
and sits down at the end,
scratching himself. A distant howl –
he pricks up his ears,
then trots on.
The field looks like some alien landscape
in the light of the green corn moon.

30 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. coalblack
    Aug 26, 2018 @ 10:12:41

    I really love this. You put me right there.


  2. jaerose37
    Aug 26, 2018 @ 11:08:26

    Stunning imagery


  3. anmol(alias HA)
    Aug 26, 2018 @ 12:00:35

    Quite a picturesque sequence — all the actions and emotions are alive in this compact verse.
    I like the idea of the light of a green corn moon.


  4. Sherry Marr
    Aug 26, 2018 @ 12:08:26

    This is so lovely. I can see the green corn moon, and the dog – it is a black dog, I think – scratching, then pricking his ears. Loved it.


  5. annell4
    Aug 26, 2018 @ 13:07:13

    The image reminds me of a “corn temple.” Beautiful write. The world, so ordinary and yet so extraordinary.


  6. Mary
    Aug 26, 2018 @ 13:39:39

    You have created a beautiful scene and enabled the reader to enter it.


  7. gillena cox
    Aug 26, 2018 @ 17:56:15

    Luv the eerie scene of moon settling in and tha dog its ears picking up sounds perhaps even in audible to rhe humans observing
    Happy you dropped by my Sunday Standard today Toni



    Aug 26, 2018 @ 19:30:21

    Nice scene sketching. I can’t help but feel placed within it.


  9. Susan
    Aug 26, 2018 @ 21:09:09

    Deja Vu, thank you! A poem like this is like butter on fresh corn.


  10. Magaly Guerrero
    Aug 27, 2018 @ 00:40:12

    I can almost smell the corn…
    …and the first line makes me think of fall.


  11. thotpurge
    Aug 27, 2018 @ 03:01:12

    Oh I love the sound and image of a green corn moon!


  12. Brendan
    Aug 27, 2018 @ 05:39:21

    Something about the dog down at the end of a corn tunnel, then that swash of moonlight — that is late summer for sure.


  13. sanaarizvi
    Aug 27, 2018 @ 08:26:51

    Such stunning imagery in this one, Toni 💞 I can picture the the green corn moon, and the dog and am reminded of the arrival of Autumn.


  14. Julian
    Aug 27, 2018 @ 13:48:25

    Great piccy, enjoyed reading your poem


  15. Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
    Aug 27, 2018 @ 15:45:43

    The concept of a corn-moon… I do love that… but most of all that poor dog in the wrong place.


    • kanzensakura
      Aug 27, 2018 @ 15:47:37

      He was just wandering Bjorn. It’s okay. He probably belongs to one of the farmers in the area and was out for a stroll. Good to have you back. You have been missed.


  16. Rosemary Nissen-Wade
    Aug 28, 2018 @ 09:45:47

    So beautifully descriptive, detail by detail.


  17. Pat: willow88switches
    Aug 28, 2018 @ 19:28:21

    atmospheric and evocative – and there is nothing like walking the corn fields, higher than a farmer’s eye, by day, and certainly, even more so, by night – and this has brought me right back to those hot summer days and nights …. drier than dust, the smell of the heat, of the corn, the rustling of the silken crowns …. and yes, how the moon does flatten – it is eerie – and otherworldly – and hauntingly beautiful ….
    very lovely Toni. very lovely.


  18. Rall
    Aug 28, 2018 @ 22:48:41

    You have captured a beautiful image in words Thank you for sharing it with us.


  19. Carrie Van Horn
    Aug 29, 2018 @ 17:34:52

    Your words have painted such a vivid picture here. Lovely writing Toni!


  20. Frank J. Tassone
    Aug 30, 2018 @ 11:05:23

    vivid and evocative, Toni! You show the desolation so well here.


  21. priscillaking
    Aug 30, 2018 @ 16:46:20

    Lovely green corn images!


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