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A Simple Request
She didn’t want much –
a touch from a moonbeam
or some such response to
her nighttime entreaty
to the moon that shone down
with benevolent light.
Something she could clutch,
like a sprinkle of stardust
to serve as a nightlight when
nightmares appeared.
Fireblossom Friday: Bang, You’re Dead.
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Still Here
i am stardust and
moonbeams
skimming through
your atmosphere
i am the whispered
breeze
blowing through
your hair
i am the fog
that hides the
sun from
your face
i am the rain
falling
from the sky like
your tears
i am not gone
Physics with Björn: Particle-wave dualism and the photoelectric effect
We’re having a Physics lesson in the Garden and over at NaPoWriMo we’re writing about things that happen over and over again. This poem is a triple play because it fits in the prompt at Poetic Asides too. Whoo hoo!!!
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The Physics of Stardust
Star dust particles are
Waving at me
Bouncing through space
At incredible lengths
Forcing me to look up
Make a wish, find the energy
To tell my secrets to a spinning
Universe as if it doesn’t matter
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