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Singing My Song

Verlie Burroughs is a west coast writer from Vancouver Island.

Blood Moon Eclipse

Blood Moon Eclipse


Oh, ascendant Moon
resplendent, wax~ed gibbous
Earth tide is turning.

Awake and Rue My Love

Awake and rue, my love, for it is dawn;
The day unfolds e'en as the light's still dim.
Tis best that we do not sleep in too long:
Fate moves t'wards us at such a steady spin.

The birds are still, no rustling yet I hear,
My eyes are weary as in battle bleak.
But I must move, too long abed I fear
Too little of deep slumber that I seek.

How dreams dissolve to that maze of my mind!
My waking world in dreary disarray.
Exhausted through and through at rising time,
I wend reluctant to the bitter day.

I weep at dawn because my song is vain
Now only sighing remains, my sad refrain.

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When the Moon is coming up at dawn
and midnight stars do fade awash a nearing sky,
From roof peak the Starlings fly to greet the morn
amidst a chorus of clear high notes, I'm drawn

To wake, to rise. Praise be!

Blood Moon Eclipse II

Blood Moon Eclipse II


A blanket in the dark
layed out flat
falling into place
as moon lit clouds
obscure the stars

Summer Flew Away

Flew away overnight
while the moon unwound.
Gone now, aloft in flight
a song without a sound.

The Bequest

A fire made of seasoned wood
aromatic spruce, and cedar
in a cast iron airtight stove
heating the bones of the old house.
He left a full wood shed -
now eighteen years on
the Great-grandfather is still
keeping his family warm.

The Muse

Don't refuse the muse
Step lightly where you choose
Fly high into the blues
Leave behind no clues
Be mindful of your shoes
Don't abuse the muse
Gather up your trues
Cut only cloth to use
(and don't refuse the muse)
While you peruse the endless avenues
There is no escape - close the gate to fate
and don't be late.


I am grateful to Jenny Gordon at Hello Poetry for helping me fine-tune my Sonnet.

Thanks also to my nephew David Burroughs, and my niece Jessica Burroughs for photos of the Blood Moon Eclipse, taken September, 2015.

© 2018 Verlie Burroughs


Verlie Burroughs (author) from Canada on November 08, 2018:

Dora, your comment is music to my ears, sing it lady! And send me a copy of the music lol. Thank you so much. I am honoured.

Verlie Burroughs (author) from Canada on November 08, 2018:

Maria, always warms my heart to have your reading and response. Thanks for that, for taking the time, and shining the light you shine.

Dora Weithers from The Caribbean on November 08, 2018:

Beautiful poetry in several different forms. You seem to be an expert poet. I would like to sing the second poem. Well done!

Maria Jordan from Jeffersonville PA on November 08, 2018:

The theme of this collection of poetry speaks to me, dear V... and the photography and VM are a beautiful accompaniment.

Have a peaceful day. Love you lots, mar

Verlie Burroughs (author) from Canada on November 06, 2018:

Thank you Peg. I'm so happy to see your comments. The wood stove is comforting, yes. I've been house-sitting the neighbor's old place, and enjoying the heat. Cheers my friend.

Peg Cole from North Dallas, Texas on November 06, 2018:

Wonderful collection of memories and images. I particularly loved The Bequest. It reminded me of the times when we first moved into this house and we didn't have any heat other than our wood burning stove. It made me appreciate the efforts of my grandparents in keeping their family warm. Your poem evoked sights, touch and aromas in my mind. Loved them all.

Oh and the blood moon photo was exquisite. Listening to Van Morrison right now.

Verlie Burroughs (author) from Canada on November 05, 2018:

Thanks so much Tim, I'm so happy you enjoyed! You are too kind.

Tim Truzy from U.S.A. on November 05, 2018:

Beautiful poetry in the classical styles and worth the read.

I enjoyed this Berlie. You should do more of these. It's wonderful work and original. The moon does inspire.

Much respect and admiration,


Verlie Burroughs (author) from Canada on November 03, 2018:

Thanks for your reading, and kind words manatita. I was lucky to find Jenny Gordon. I am editing now to post a link to her Sonnets.

manatita44 from london on November 03, 2018:

Yes, it is an exquisite Sonnet. I was going to say that it reads like you had spent some time on it, but you have explained it at the end. This is a very powerful piece indeed!! Kudos to you.

Your other pieces are good, but the Sonnet stands out. Have a great weekend. Peace!

Rinita Sen on November 02, 2018:

Don't worry about red lines. I always get the feeling the people who created the spell checker never wrote poetry.. Lol.

Verlie Burroughs (author) from Canada on November 02, 2018:

Rinita thank you for appreciating the sounds of those words. The wax~ed is red lined when I type it (warning spelling error) but this is how I hear it. I wonder if there's another way to write that? I'm happy you approve.

Rinita Sen on November 02, 2018:

Striking syllable play in the opening haiku and sonnet. Loved the modifications of 'waxed', 'towards', 'even'. I liked 'The Muse' best. 'Matins' is classic you, and 'The Bequest' is both warm and chilling, sorry about the oxymoron :).

Loved them all!

Verlie Burroughs (author) from Canada on November 02, 2018:

Thanks so much Venkat.

Venkatachari M from Hyderabad, India on November 02, 2018:

A beautiful presentation of the various moods and the shades of the moon.

Verlie Burroughs (author) from Canada on November 01, 2018:

Morning Bill, poet envy, that's too funny. I know the feeling, I'm jealous of your work too. Thanks so much for your support. It's heart warming.

Verlie Burroughs (author) from Canada on November 01, 2018:

John, thank you! Appreciate your reading, Cheers mate.

Bill Holland from Olympia, WA on November 01, 2018:

I have been jealous of your poetic skill since the first day I met you here on HP. That kind of jealousy I can live with, for you are THAT good.

Peace be with you, my friend.

John Hansen from Gondwana Land on October 31, 2018:

A diverse and interesting collection of poetry with the moon the common thread in most, Verlie. Well done.

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