seeing stars


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

loose moths mirroring the moon’s
gregarious glow.

an infinity of unspent

a connect-the-dots game
craving chalk.

a freckle-pocked pathway
going somewhere soon.

gravity challenged glitter,

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


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

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1 Response to seeing stars

  1. You took something so huge and hard to grasp and made it something I can hold in my palm. Love this!

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