seeing stars

 

i.
the sky’s an ebony construction paper
sonnet, pin-pricked through with prayers.

ii.
loose moths mirroring the moon’s
gregarious glow.

iii.
an infinity of unspent
wishes.

iv.
a connect-the-dots game
craving chalk.

v.
a freckle-pocked pathway
going somewhere soon.

vi.
gravity challenged glitter,
rising.

vii.
oh, see?
an endless-million places
to tuck your soul;
each one a universe,
…………….(a poem.)

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NaPoWriMo, day 6.
See also this past one, if you wanna: pen, deconstructed.

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