This night I near captured a star
nestling her reflection
her still water perfection
with calm hands
cupping her brilliance
her light years’ resilience
but with mortal impatience
my fingers start to tremble
with ripples of longitudinal shear
betraying intentions assembled
and her lustrous nocturnal glow
fuses as molten silver
slipping into the cool depths below
Nice
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Why thank you Kurian, and good day to you π
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Oh just wonderful .. enjoyed this:)…
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I do believe I just caught my first star … it’s you! π
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!!!!!…. what a lovely thing to say:)
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With a blush I admit you are right ! π
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Ha!…:)π
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Hope your evening is full of such sweet things! And if you have to resort to chocolate, that’s encouraged π
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You are a star Diana βΊοΈ it’s beautiful
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Says a beautiful star herself! What a lovely new profile pic there π Exquisite outfit; such a beautiful colour also!
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Thank you loveβΊοΈ this made my day π
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I have a feeling it will be filled with soul warming moments! β€οΈ
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Without a doubt, the burning resilient star is you and your thoughtful words…beautiful veresβ€β€
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That is such an utterly lovely thing to say. I must have been twinkling beside you, no wonder you seem familiar ππ
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Much love to youππ
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Another beautiful piece ! I love the scene setting first verse, enhanced by the two rhyming couplets which marry the whole together, then a complete mood change in the second which sets my mind racing as opposed to my heart in the first. My mantra is art needs to stimulate both imagination + intellect . Not only does this achieve that but it does so in two separate verses ! A perfect example to explain the concept.
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Why thanks Nigel! You know I shall always wax lyrical about your comments – I do enjoy them. They make me stop, reflect and smile. This was written in half sleep well after midnight, when I started thinking about life, the universe and profound friendship.
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Diana,
great and deep poem π
Thank you for sharing
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Hi Ben, Thank you my friend – your kindness always makes me smile ππΌ
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Evocative, as always!
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You are too kind – and you have my gratitude Subhobrata π
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What an imagination …..lovely poem.
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Rekha! How lovely to hear from you. I hope your day is rich with imagination too! π
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Hi Diana. Good morning ! So sweet of you . I really need rich imagination tools for writing . πππ
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Good morning sweet lady! Ok, I shall send some on the Westerly breezes, keep your windows ajar π
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hmmmm …..Sure ! Waitng πππΉπΉ
Thanks.
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To catch a falling star. You almost made it possible, Diana.
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You are a sweet man Roland; I appreciate this charming comment from you. π
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Wow D! I am at a loss for words. My head is spinning with the essence of the stars you captured perfectly. I could see you barefoot, entering water slowly, nearing the reflection of the star on the surface and closing in hands ready to receive the gift of stellar light, and seeing it dissolve through the ripples of your touch. Gorgeous write β€
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Prolonged smile as I read you B! You know you are Sirius right, the brightest star in the heavens? Your reflection will never be disturbed so easily. This poem is for profound new friends, the ones that glow bright and magical and will be in my sky forever. Welcome β€οΈ
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I am so happy to be a part of your skies now. They are such a welcoming sight seen through the spectrum of your eyes. Thank you for catering for a special spot for me up there β€ I feel special β€
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Because you are! Some stars truly are eternal or seem so as they are well beyond our short lifespans. Shine on β€οΈ
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Aw β€ you made me blush π too hot too hot ^^ You shine just as bright in my skies, D.!
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Such words are jewels between old souls! Goodnight dear one β€οΈ
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They are β€ Precious ones π Thank you! have a wonderful evening π
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Beautifully written Diana.
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Some poems fast become my favourites. I’m glad you liked this one kind Renee π
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I love the image, almost like a monochrome painting. And your poem, will I am there, seeing that star cupped, almost caught, the ripples taking it from your grasp π Pure beauty, Diana! π
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I have no idea how I conjured this one Pete! It was almost as if someone other than me was writing it. But I must take credit because you are bestowing such kindness in your comments. Grateful to know you my friend! π
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Hey, you surely deserve all the credit indeed, my friend! π Sometimes these creative moments are just there, appearing as if by magic, yet conjured from the depths of one’s imagination, such is the creative soul. But I know what you mean, Diana. I have written stories in the past, and I think, no, that wasn’t me, surely? It is a very odd feeling, but great at the same time π
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I’m continually fascinated by the depths of the human mind; there is so much we don’t understand. Hmm, did you say you have written stories? Is there perhaps a hidden Pete Hillman blog that you are keeping from us, your faithful followers?
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So am I, and sometimes I think I think much too much π I have written a few, and a book quite some years ago, but no secret blog π
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“with mortal impatience” I like that line, such a sad condition for mere mortals π jokes aside, beautiful piece!
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Always charmed to hear from you Neha π
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Great poem Diana! π
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What a lovely comment! Grateful for your kindness π
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Well since your earlier posts are filled with too many 18 year old love makers and hearts galore. And so are these. Well, I won’t comment on the poem. Let’s just say I see it in terms of contrast. And contrast just might be a *cough* , smoking don’t mind *cough* euphemism. Okay I think I have one more poem left. I’ll take my old friend/foes advice and schedule it in advance. Sometimes I wonder how he’d interpret your stuff! My next poem requires a little gasoline and thought, and since I’m no longer a power blogger, it doesn’t matter at all! I might write a flash fiction piece too. Shall I dedicate it to a thirty year old Diana caught in Fascist India finally meeting the anomaly?
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