Doug Vinson Poet tristich

How the Moon Does It

The moon spoons pieces of jeweled firmament from the universe's dark heart
into her golden bowl, mixes incandescent milk with a cool touch,
then pours it all out on us in tender love, hoping we are ready for such a gift.



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December 19, 2016
For Kai Michael Neumann's contest - 'Moon Spoon'

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Darlene De Beaulieu April 2, 2017 at 5:24 PM I like this poem.Very creative I can see all this happening in my imagination I enjoyed this poem. Doug Vinson April 3, 2017 at 2:46 PM Cheers, Darlene. Thanks. : )

Freddie Robinson Jr. January 3, 2017 at 3:32 PM A very creative poem, Doug. Wonderful use of metaphors ... mixes incandescent milk ... such a cool line. Top notch poem. Happy New Year. Love and peace to you and yours. Doug Vinson January 4, 2017 at 1:54 AM Hey Freddie, happy 2017.

Afzal Nusker December 28, 2016 at 6:54 AM Marvelous poem, Doug. Congratulations! Doug Vinson December 28, 2016 at 1:43 PM Thanks, Afzal. The next few days = almost no moon at all. : (

Joanna Daniel December 28, 2016 at 3:43 AM Beautiful words of wisdom, Doug:) congratulations on first place win:) a 7:) Joanna Daniel December 29, 2016 at 8:12 AM Ha ha..love your funny interpretation:) Doug Vinson December 28, 2016 at 1:41 PM Hey Jo. : ) Maybe a blue moon is when enough of us tie a blue ribbon around it.

Connie Marcum Wong December 27, 2016 at 7:40 PM Congratulations on your first placement with this wonderful poem Doug! Doug Vinson December 27, 2016 at 11:52 PM Thank you, Connie. : ) Gotta love that mOOn.....

John Beam December 27, 2016 at 6:45 PM Congratulations, Doug. Doug Vinson December 27, 2016 at 11:53 PM Cheers, John. : ) The moon is something that so many of us have in common.

Andrea Dietrich December 27, 2016 at 5:10 PM GREAT win, Doug. BIG congrats and I think I saw you won Seeker's contest too? If so, Congrats for that as well. Wish I could say more. Will be gone several days!! Doug Vinson December 27, 2016 at 5:20 PM Will be good to have you back, Andrea. : ) (((Andrea)))

John Hamilton December 27, 2016 at 5:00 PM Wonderful write congrats on a fine win! I too am a lunatic.(In a good poetic sense) lol Doug Vinson December 27, 2016 at 5:03 PM Thank you, John. I really did not realize how much the moon means to me until recently.

Mark Martin December 27, 2016 at 12:18 PM Congrats Doug! :-) Doug Vinson December 27, 2016 at 2:24 PM Thanks, Mark. : ) For poets, moonlight is one of the four food groups.

Paul Callus December 27, 2016 at 11:41 AM Congratulations on your top win, Doug. The moon's gift has served you well! Regards // paul Doug Vinson December 27, 2016 at 2:22 PM Thank you, Paul. Must take what gifts the moon has for us, though I confess I long for the old days - close upon the moon's formation - when she was 15 times closer to us. Ah, now *those* were the days. ; )

Eve Roper December 27, 2016 at 10:55 AM Congratulations on your win, Doug! Hugs Eve Doug Vinson December 27, 2016 at 2:18 PM Eve : ) Is she made of hammered silver, up there? Space-dust and snow? Crystals? Dreams?

Winged Warrior December 27, 2016 at 10:19 AM Congrats!!! Doug on your placement...very well done...god bless...^WW^ Doug Vinson December 27, 2016 at 2:15 PM Appreciate it, WW. : ) Surely one of the best topics ever.

Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen December 27, 2016 at 9:50 AM I am totally impressed by these words. You have created beautiful sentiment in your poem. Congratulations on your well deserved 1st placement. Doug Vinson December 27, 2016 at 2:14 PM Thank you, Dane Ann. To the moon, all credit, she of pink, orange, yellow and white.

Deborah Burch December 27, 2016 at 9:39 AM Yea!! Doug!! Congrats on your win!! Well done!! Big Hugggs!! Deb! Doug Vinson December 27, 2016 at 2:11 PM Gracias, Deb. : ) You bowl me over. ; )

Janice Canerdy December 27, 2016 at 9:35 AM Wow! Doug, this is absolutely beautiful. Congratulations! Janice Doug Vinson December 27, 2016 at 2:10 PM Merci, Janice. Ever up there she is (even if on the other side of the world), always a friend.

Kim Rodrigues December 27, 2016 at 8:48 AM And 7

Kim Rodrigues December 27, 2016 at 8:45 AM Wow, Doug! Such a cool visual! Congrats! Doug Vinson December 27, 2016 at 2:09 PM Cheers, Kim. : ) The moon is a well-scratched itch for the eye.

Kai Michael Neumann December 27, 2016 at 8:04 AM Doug, this is beautiful. I had no idea, that a 'tristich' existed, let alone what it was. I love the notion that the moons blends so perfectly and we are hopefully ready for such a gift. Congratulations, Kai Doug Vinson December 27, 2016 at 2:06 PM Thank you, Kai. Great contest - the Moon, already such a fine theme for poetry, and concentrated in three lines.

Andrea Dietrich December 22, 2016 at 8:05 PM wow, this is very creative. I have read at least five super creative ones recently. If this is a premier contest, how the heck will the judge be able to make up their mind? Awesome!! (I never heard of that form you used before. I am gonna look it up to see its definition) Doug Vinson December 23, 2016 at 1:07 PM : ) Andrea, I think "tristich" is pretty inclusive, all-encompassing, rather like the moon itself, which always gives us the benefit of the doubt.

Lim'Rik Flats December 22, 2016 at 9:52 AM Wow! and I thought it was green cheese;-) Doug Vinson December 23, 2016 at 1:02 PM Ahoy, me hearty! I do believe that on Wednesdays it is.

Tim Smith December 21, 2016 at 2:28 PM So lovely Doug...I love the moon and all she stands for. Doug Vinson December 21, 2016 at 2:53 PM Gracias, Tim! I'm a little disappointed this year since the moon will be very tiny on December 25, but what can a poor moon-gazer do?

Jasmine Chiles December 20, 2016 at 1:43 PM Nice!!! I really like how you added: "then pours it all out on us in tender love." Doug Vinson December 21, 2016 at 12:35 PM Hi Jasmine. Thank you. : ) To think of how many people, how many generations of people, have looked at the moon and felt something...

Chris Green December 20, 2016 at 6:04 AM Nicely crafted Doug. You have shown the moon in an entirely new poetic light. I really like how smooth this feels. A softness flows in its beams. Doug Vinson December 21, 2016 at 12:29 PM The Moon.... I tink I luff her.

Probir Gupta December 19, 2016 at 11:29 PM Splendid tristich ... lovely gifts from the spooning moon ... and the intense imagery fascinating ... Doug Vinson December 21, 2016 at 12:29 PM That moon is a crafty old girl.... : )

White Wolf December 19, 2016 at 10:47 PM You do have a special way with words, Doug! Great imagery in this piece! Great poem! Now I have to look up tristich! Ha. It obviously means three! Good luck mate. Doug Vinson December 19, 2016 at 10:52 PM Cannot be that grievous a wound, should three stitches be enough. I fear for blindness - oh, to not be able to see the moon....