Open Poetry #36 |
The Perseids... (revised) |
Tim Senior Member
since 1999-06-08
Posts 1794 |
Through night’s vastness known as midsummer’s sky comets fly like skipping rocks across a placid pond breaking the serenity of a trillion twinkling stars it is as if gods on high are standing at the edge of a celestial sea and tossing stars across the firmament which sink in an instant into black depths to seek what lies beyond shooting stars racing across heaven’s vault leaving not a rippled trace aye, leaving not a rippled trace. |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
it is as if gods on high are standing at the edge of a celestial sea and tossing stars across the firmament ... aye, leaving not a trace, but just a shimmer in one's eye |
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Startime55 Member Elite
since 2003-04-05
Posts 2148Alberta, Canada |
What a magical vision you bring to life...you have captured the wonder of shooting stars perfectly...A true joy to read...*big hugs* |
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