…
the sky is ours
tonight, black as silk
and bright with promise.
we’re counting pinpricks
of light, keeping time only
by a melting moon.
orion has loosed his belt, felt
our need for bright things to
lead our wandering:
sizzled wishes,
pillars of fire,
clouds.
..
Toni’s awesome star prompt over at dVerse. Come play!
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You paint a gorgeous picture!
I especially adore the opening lines! Such an exquisite write 😀
Melting moon, that’s inspired.
Um, ex-ka-use me! This is HOT!
I knew you’d have fun with this one, S. Some stuff in there, just for you. 😉
LOL … cracking up at “S KY” and “counting pin/pen pricks.” 🙂
“S is lead/led; why she’s pill-arse, soft ire.” “See louds.” (Yes, she definitely “sees” too loudly!) I guess you’re right; she does have an “or eye” … and it’s on the “you” to whom you’re speaking. 😉 It seems you’re the one “following star(e)s.”
Love that “black as S ilk” too. We do have a need for bright things, don’t we?
Orion’s loosened belt.. and melting moon.. There are wishes in that… 🙂
Love that the sky and all its gifts – melting moon, sizzled wishes, pillars of fire – are ours for the taking and wishing – Amazing gift of words De ~
I think I’m the only one who didn’t read sexuality into this. I just enjoyed the lovly description of two people counting the stars under the melting moon. Indeed, at night towards dawn, it seems the moon does melt among the stars going to sleep. Beautiful poem. Thank you for participating in this prompt!
I love your opening verse and we always need bright things to lead our way.
Gayle ~
A great perspective (I know almost exactly the place your feet are propped in the main photo ;):)
and you nailed it well in that less is more in this case. Love black silk sky.
This is just breath-taking, Dee. Love those pinpricks of light.
May those sizzled wishes come to fruition!
“the sky is ours”…love has this infinite space…ah magical moments indeed when moon melts….
Orion loosed belt… This line really caught my eye 🙂 Lovely!
I think I just read a very different star poem….must read over and over!
That last word: “clouds”…it’s such a lovely contrast to the beautiful star-scape that you have painted.
FLuFfy whiTe clOUds
children of Stars
yes.. pENpricKs
LiGht
iNskeYes..
Yes.. YES!
nowUni-
VERSE
oN
FiRE!..:)