It’s a shadowstage holding up the outside-sky,
a trampoline bouncing laughter
light, conversation
dust.
It’s a blank sheet waiting for my words,
a sunshine-slatted hope.
This smallbox universe
of our own bright building,
where I
am both fan
and sometimes-star.
Mish has us writing object poems over at dVerse Poetics today. Come play!
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Your weaving of metaphors to create the stage of your own enterprise and world is so cleverly and beautifully done!
This is easy to imagine, our thoughts taking us anywhere as we lie back and gaze upward.
Love,love,love this!
It’s about time the home ceiling got its acknowledgement and praise.
“where I
am both fan
and sometimes-star.” I love it
The ceiling of home, where we’re sheltered in comfort and love., Bravo
“a sunshine-slatted hope.
This smallbox universe
of our own bright building”
Love, love, love.
Oh how I love this!! YOU are the Star ….
Enjoyed this so very much! I could easily relate as I have a ceiling fan too and see the shadowstage!
This was wonderful De — excellent perspectives!
great lines, “sunshine-slatted hope” is beautiful!
A great poem… love the twist of word usage at the end from fan to fan!
both fan and star, lovely double image
Yes, I see surfaces as blank sheets waiting for my pen or paints.
You are so good at word-play. Glances at ceiling.
I love the play of light and shadow in this poem, De, especially the ‘shadowstage holding up the outside-sky’!
A shadowstage!–perfect. (K)
Such a fun and happy poem, De. Perfection!
Love it all….the play on words with “fan” and then “shadowstage” is so out of the box and brilliant (like you)
I think being the star is what we all want… the way you find this by glancing up at the ceiling is amazing.
Love this! Especially these lines, “This smallbox universe
of our own bright building,” Yummy words.
Oh yes, like this very much. 🙂
Love that ending, De!