the quill's nocturne

arqios

 

In the ink’s black orchard,

I hear the quill’s slow harvest —

letters ripening in the dark,

their skins thin as moonlit rice paper.

A moth, pale as a forgotten cousin,

rests on the margin,

its wings patterned with the map

of a river that no longer flows.

I write until the page

becomes a window,

and the window a mouth

that exhales the scent

of rain on old cedar.

 

 

 

 

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  • Author: crypticbard (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 2nd, 2025 05:29
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Doggerel Dave

    Far too metaphysical (rather than metaphorical) for me, but I like it anyway, Rik...

    • arqios

      Ah, the Like is more than appreciated. It’s awesome to have that even if it isn’t the preference πŸ•ŠοΈπŸ™πŸ»hanks mate 🀩

    • sorenbarrett

      Cryptic this one is full of wonderful imagery that paints a picture in smell as well as vision. Nicely done my friend

      • arqios

        Thank you Soren. I’m quite moved this one is making its rounds. πŸ•ŠοΈπŸ™πŸ»

        • sorenbarrett

          You are most welcome Cryptic

          • arqios

            🀩

          • Tristan Robert Lange

            My friend, this is haunting. The orchard of ink, the moth on the margin…alive yet fading. And that moment when the page becomes a window, then a mouth exhaling rain...that breathes atmosphere right off the paper. Beautifully crafted, arqios. πŸŒΉπŸ–€πŸ™πŸ•―οΈπŸ¦β€β¬›

            • arqios

              Thanks Tittu! Quite an experience πŸ•ŠοΈπŸ™πŸ»

            • Jerry Reynolds

              A haunting write, arqios.

              • arqios

                Thanks Jerry, glad that tinge of haunting element came through πŸ•ŠοΈπŸ™πŸ»

              • Goldfinch60

                May that quill never stop writing Rik.

                Andy

                • arqios

                  Amen! Thanks AndyπŸ•ŠοΈπŸ™πŸ»

                • Kevin Hulme

                  Very deep . A New way of describing the Creative Process. Thank you.

                  • arqios

                    Thanks Kevin. With so many voices out there today it’s hard to be that new way. Much appreciated πŸ•ŠοΈπŸ™πŸ»



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