Lilies fragile and fragrant
Nymphs at the water’s edge
We danced daringly amidst the emerald damselflies
Bathed bashfully beneath the Buckwheat moon
Love smouldered and we stole each other’s hearts
Pleading troths of love and intimacy for eternity.
©Alison Jean Hankinson.
Photo own- this month’s Buckwheat Moon. Submitted for Toads Tuesday platform.
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I enjoyed the romance among the lilies. That is a nice picture of the moon.
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What an amazing photo of the moon! It would certainly invite lovers to frolic in its light.
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I like this love amongst the lilies so much. Buckwheat moon must be a European name for the moon. In July in the US, the native Americans call it the Thunder Moon.
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Yes it is the Thunder moon also known as the Buck moon, I was playing with the word as it looked the colour of buckwheat on the night when it was full moon. XXX
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I see. I know some of the European names for the full moon are different.
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This is so romantic!❤️
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I hope this isn’t fiction 🙂
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