A Place to Shine

dVerse Poets Pub — Quadrille 117 — The Dude Abides


A Place to Shine

Stars grew weary of the day.
They twinkled their hardest and
still could not outshine the bully Sun.
They danced and sparkled until
some burnt themselves out,
some collapsed. The gentle
Moon opened its arms wide and
beckoned to them, “Come, abide with me.”

A Place to Shine

dVerse Poets Pub — Quadrille 117 — The Dude Abides


A Place to Shine

Stars grew weary of the day.
They twinkled their hardest and
still could not outshine the bully Sun.
They danced and sparkled until
some burnt themselves out,
some collapsed. The gentle
Moon opened its arms wide and
beckoned to them, “Come, abide with me.”

Seeking Merope

d’Verse Poets Pub – Poetics: Stars that count

Seeking Merope

Somewhere hidden in darkness
she waits for her chance to glow.
Seductive and pulsing her
shine is covered with dusty
silken robes of jealousy.
Sisters who fear her brightness
secret her away in shame.

Star Envy

d’Verse Poets Pub – Quadrille #114 – Poetical Magnetism

Star Envy

I think the moon has a
mag(ic)net that it
throws across the
inky sky. I find myself
drawn outside, looking up,
hoping for a glimpse of
glow, sliver of shine
from this untouchable
lodestone. I envy the stars that
bask In its magnetic nimbus.

Longing for Winks

d’Verse Poets Pub – Quadrille #68: Winkle, Winkle, Little Poem

De is tending bar at the Pub tonight. Stop by and give her a *wink*

Longing for Winks

 
This poem has grown weary of
Trying to be clever, whenever
All it really wants is to catch
Forty winks – to slink off to bed
Get some beauty sleep with sheep,
Instead
This poem winks at the stars
And beams at the moon

Art Gallery

2017 November PAD Chapbook Challenge: Day 9
Write a “(blank) if (blank)” poem

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art gallery

the moon doesn’t mind if the stars shine too
it happily shares the sky
with comet tails and
milky way
with asteroids and
space junk
with psychedelic northern lights
together they create
a midnight masterpiece
waiting for discovery –
if we look up

 

The Stars and Me

Victoria has us repeating ourselves over at d’Verse Poets Pub
I’ll Say It Again (and Again and Again)


The Stars and Me

I thought I saw the stars wink at me
As if they knew my secret
I thought I heard the stars whisper
As if they might be gossiping
I thought I felt the stars hopping
As if they could share my joy
I thought I whiffed the scent of stardust
As if the stars were blooming
And so I turned my face up
To the sky and blew the stars
A kiss