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Nocturnal Trance

A moonlit dream 
                  in the stark of night
with silver reflections 
                   from polished glass
Tumbled satin sheets….. 
                           shadows cast
Their sheen takes on
                         a luminous light
An incandescent flame 
                      of flashing flickers
Lit candles burnished 
                             a copper hue

Playing out like a morose silent movie

Mouths move 
          yet sound is never heard
Her trembling hand 
                seeks to touch a face
(Sweat and skin never felt before)

Oceans and Mountains 
                        tease of space
Tears trickle
                 a shimmering river 
along insomniac skin 
                   of countenance pale

Rust rides a skipper ship 
              of wine drenched sorrow
as she whispers 
           with no resonance…muted 
To black and grey wind 
                 that dashes a night sky
Lightning thunders 
                all the southern stars

A rebel’s dance while destiny cries

Sheets oscillate
        in the madness of remember

She was never really heard, though…. was she?

A four poster (red oak)
                     warm silk softness
A cushioned feather 
                 bed of goose down
Sharing it with 
                 imprisoned solitude
a friendless oblivion 
                       in luminescence

In seeking and the sought of him….
                The space….
a gulf that at once seems tragic
         An empty embrace 
in the whimper of arms
                         closing around 
a mere mirage of a man

Tremors quake shoulders far too fragile
to withstand the pressure of being just one

In the wake of day
                   it replays in agony
The music of night
               and a tortured lament

Colors that bleed notes of “je t'aime”
for the taunting of water 
                    and the color of blue

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  1. Date: 3/19/2009 4:55:00 AM
    My sweet friend, this gave me the chills, honestly. It was beautiful and haunting at the same time... "tease of space" and "she was never really heard" ... I can feel the emotion in this. I love the format, it fits the heart-felt words just perfectly. The ending was powerful... "for the taunting of water and the color of blue" just really brought it home. You have written a stunning piece of art here, & I am faving it. Love from me, purring in the sun and pincers tucked away. :) *hugs*

  1. Date: 3/18/2009 8:05:00 AM
    I read this already, but return to it again, its haunting me.

  1. Date: 3/17/2009 2:55:00 PM
    Christie, I love: "Sheets oscillate in the madness of remember She was never really heard, though…. was she?" Just brilliant. Somehow this reminds me of Avril Lavigne's "I'm With You (Damn Cold Night)"...that beautiful song parallels this poem. I listen to it in my lonely moments. Love, Sara:)

  1. Date: 3/16/2009 2:11:00 PM
    Wow Christie, there is just so much here. Amazing lines so unbelievable. But the loneliness is overwhelming. Such depth of emotion incredibly expressed. Beyond excellent. Love, Shar

  1. Date: 3/16/2009 1:31:00 PM
    Wonderful writing! Love the way colors "bleed notes of 'je t'aime.'"

  1. Date: 3/16/2009 1:28:00 PM
    Hi Christie.. the imagery in this poem is so stark... reminds me of dream sequences... so many incredible lines... just incredible writing Christie.... as always I bow to your prowess as a poet.... Col :)

  1. Date: 3/16/2009 12:16:00 PM
    'Playing out like a morose silent movie' 'Oceans and Mountains tease of space' Brilliant work Christie, very intense...Raul

  1. Date: 3/16/2009 8:33:00 AM
    I agree with hris's comments Christie.Such imagery in your phrasing...a poetess supreme.Loved this especially'Tumbled satin sheets….. shadows cast.Rgds Brian & thanks for your welcome comments

  1. Date: 3/16/2009 8:14:00 AM
    Another outstanding, beautiful piece that only Christie can hand on her lovely silver platter!! She lies there, whispers never heard,, terrific poetry dear one!~ love, Carrie

  1. Date: 3/16/2009 8:09:00 AM
    This is such a well written poem Christie. I felt like I was watching a movie. I love the way you weave together carefully selected words to convey such vivid imagery. Thank you for your comments on "The Lantern". I was feeling a bit morose and macabre during my standard 3am insomnia time. Randy

  1. Date: 3/16/2009 7:31:00 AM
    ....and thus with these love laced comments unto Yourself now expressed and spoken~let me bow before "Your Beauty" with this extended bouquet of roses~And humbly offer them, to "The Wonders of Whom You Are!!!!":):)~"My Love Always To 'You & Your Precious Brianna,' Forevermore, John!!!!"~" Have A Very Beautiful & Brightened Day Dear Christie~Wrapped In Love!!!!":):) Smile....

  1. Date: 3/16/2009 7:21:00 AM
    ....a writer of many different facets of emotions; as gems well polished; yet leaving the readers, and those whom have come to truly admire and love "You," longing for Your progression, unto the fulfilled of another stage!!!?:):)~Where as flowers which bloom the sweetness of "Your radiance," may dance and sway beneath the stars set before "Your Beautiful Eyes!!!!":):)....cont.. ..

  1. Date: 3/16/2009 7:09:00 AM
    ....and I, once again as Kristin; and many others whom know the wonders of "Your Tender Beauties;" surely and truly hope that he does!!!?:):)~That "Your Dreams May Be Answered~Cloaked In Neverending Happiness & Love!!!!:):)~This write once again "Beautiful Christie," is embellished by the wonders of Your shining words and expressions....cont....

  1. Date: 3/16/2009 7:02:00 AM
    ....this amazingly profound and expressively written write of hearts soul~makes me think of a message within a bottle; cast into the sea; or set asail upon the wings of longings hopefulness~that it may be found by prince charming~whom may then, come to fulfill Your deepest dreams!!!?:):)....cont....

  1. Date: 3/16/2009 6:57:00 AM
    Smile?~I read this a few times as Christopher did! And I also feel as Kristin has expressed below! For "The Preciousness of Your Beautiful Heart & Soul," troubles my very own; to even possibly consider, the slightest tinge of sorrow, which could ever touch "You" within anyway!!!?:):)~"Good Morning Beautiful & Priceless & Precious & Gifted Christie Moses & Your Little Tinkerbell Brianna!!!!":):)....cont....

  1. Date: 3/16/2009 6:30:00 AM
    Rust rides a skipper ship of wine drenched sorrow is bound to be some of the greatest words in English poetry. An awesome poem, Love you for more.

  1. Date: 3/16/2009 5:13:00 AM
    Christie, this has so much passion, as the subject brings to life the love that is contained and wishing to be shared. It is quite visual and has an old english flair to it making an exceptional write. Michael

  1. Date: 3/16/2009 5:13:00 AM
    I don't even know where to begin with this magnificent write..I read this piece a few times and still I feel my words are not sufficient to do this justice. You wrote this so well and it has everything in it.. Well done.

  1. Date: 3/16/2009 4:59:00 AM
    Man, this is like a dramatic play, a tortured woman drowning in her own alone. so sad, Christie, so very sad. I want her to find love. love ya, Kristin

  1. Date: 3/16/2009 4:34:00 AM
    " Je T'aime " , Oh yes I do remember when it was actually banned !! ... Superb presentation , as ever PP ...