Distant Diamonds

Diamonds rain on distant worlds

through far-flung light, they’re hurled

as if in a dream, or time-stopped scheme

she sees this sight, this bright delight

sparkling glimmers in the night,

amongst them beings with feathered, icy arms

who dazzle with their unearthly charms

murmuring as they her enwound

twirling her so up is down, and all around

the sound surrounds–

the voices of the planets and stars,

and quasars hum and pulse in song,

and she wants to sing along

bewitched by time and space

but then it’s gone, this now elusive place–

yet when she hears the rain at night

she remembers the bewitching sounds, the transcendent light,

the sight of diamonds sparkling from the sky

and remembers that once she reached and she could fly

 

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“This image of Saturn’s rings was taken by NASA’s Cassini spacecraft on Sept. 13, 2017. It is among the last images Cassini sent back to Earth.”

 

I’m linking this to dVerse’s Open Link. Björn invites us with the holiday spirit in mind and the winter solstice soon to come. I brought sparkly space diamonds to the party. dVerse is taking a two-week holiday break.

Yesterday was my birthday. It snowed and things didn’t quite go right, but I read that it might rain diamonds on planets such as Saturn, Jupiter, and  Neptune, and I thought how beautiful that must be.

 

 

 

 

Under Three Moons: A Trilune

 

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Photo by MKcray (Own work) [GFDL (http://www.gnu.org/copyleft/fdl.html) or CC BY 3.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/3.0)%5D, via Wikimedia Commons

 

On this brave new world, I watch the sky,

scintillating stars, and glowing moons

they shine, these three, brightly, so clearly.

 

At day’s end, the suns set in the north

and rise in the south, over red seas.

It’s not yet home, but almost, nearly.

 

On this brave new world, there is no war,

and I would feel content, yet regret

I left her, who I loved so dearly.

 

This poem is in response to Jane Dougherty’s poetry challenge.  The poem is a new poetry form, the trilune, which Jane invented. She explains it this way:

“A trilune is a poem of three stanzas of three lines of 3×3 syllables each (that’s 9 in case you were wondering), circling a central theme.  The rhyme is on the third line of each stanza so you get a pattern of abc dec fgc.”

The prompt was the photo above.

Worlds and Colors

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Franz Marc [Public domain],”The Little Blue Horses,”via Wikimedia Commons

 

Reflecting the sky,

manes and tails

glow,

 

Four legs gallop, then rest

sides heaving,

blue

 

mothers and foals nuzzle,

in sheltered

love

 

safe from Earth’s war and bombs

far travels

space

 

and time, final frontiers,

journeys of

hope

 

under the sky’s two suns,

peaceful world

found

 

This is a tilus series in response to Jane Dougherty’s poetry challenge. The prompt was the above painting by Franz Marc.

A tilus is composed of 10 syllables altogether: 6 for the first line, 3 for the second, and 1 for the third. I found this form very difficult to write. I’ve put together a series to tell a story because I really wondered about those blue horses, and I couldn’t tell their story in 10 syllables.