My city is Moonstream, and I colored it a bit and wrote a poem for today’s Slice of Life, because this is the start of a new novel, Moonstream for next November’s NaNoWriMo.
The only way to get to this city is through the magic of wee folk and the twilight moon beams streaming through the valley mist.
I love the way the mist forms in our area, and I took these two photos on my way to work years ago:
I zoomed in on the mist photo, and for my poem with the Moonstream city, I duplicated the image of Moses Mountain in the mist and superimposed a flipped image of the moon over the Columbia River to get the effect of the hidden city.
On my way to work I drive a rural highway with scenes of sagebrush, the Columbia River, the Okanogan forest, and Moses Mountain. It’s a lovely twenty minute drive, a perfect get ready or reflect, depending on if you’re going to or leaving from. Many of my favorite photos are from this drive– the clouds, the trees, the mist, the mountain, the sunflowers, the deer– it’s simply a lovely place to live.
The drive provides the backdrop and setting for many of the scenes in my many NaNoWriMo novels. No matter where a person lives, the places we spend our days can inspire our writing, and in this case provides the imaginary placement of an imaginary city and how getting there depends on your attitude and how you allow yourself to be drawn into a hidden moonstream world.
Today’s poem explains the journey– the mist, the calm and generous attitude, the song to hear, letting go to nature of one’s worries, and the spark of fairy dust to lead you to the trail to Moonstream. And each little part of this poetic song includes the rhyme of a fairy tale.
The Moment to a Moonstream
On your journey
As twilight settles
And a mist blankets
Harbor no evil
Cast no spell
Wish only joy
In hill and dale…
Sense the calm
Hear the night song
Of a roosting robin
Or the nightingale…
Allow the night
To ease your pain
On a bobbing quail…
A spark, a momentSheri Edwards
as moonlight streams
Fairy flocks pull you
Into Moonstream’s trail.
To get to this idea, I imagined myself walking on the path by the misty twilight, and know I want a good world, a peaceful one. That scene and wish led to the first two verses. Then, if you’re willing to join a new world, listen for it. Third verse. Leave the old world behind– Fourth verse. Give yourself to the new world– last verse.
Led through with rhyme: vale, dale, nightingale, quail, trail.
And, once you find the place and enter, your journey in fairy land begins. Will there be a dragon? An evil troll? A friend? And how will the moonlight of moonstream help guide you to help?
Geeky Gramma ~~
Retired Middle School Language Arts/Media Teacher ~~
Writer and Thinker~~
Art from the Heart