At dVerse De is hosting the Quadrille with an invitation to write a poem using some form of the word star.
dVerse Poets – Quadrille – A Star
“No sight is more provocative of awe than is the night sky.” Llewelyn Powys
O Little Stars How I thirsted to get past moon to those other mysteries shining in deep space, and learn, breathe, everything about them - their gas fields, orbit, dimensions, were they planets or stars? But now and then I love to just sit and watch them twinkle. Copyright 2023 ©Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved ®️
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I really like those first two lines as a description of the search for knowledge/truth.
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Yes, that search is always in need of some letting go and some mystery too, rather than just facts. many thanks for sharing.
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I Would but city is too bright
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O that is annoying.
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Yep, you’re a poet, all right… ☺️
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🙂
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Ah, yes. The simple contentment of their beauty, versus their conquering, or understanding. I live in that space, too. Love this.
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Glad to be in good company, thank you very much De.
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I lose time, thought, perception when I stargaze … a lovely quadrille!!
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I really am in good company then? Thank you so much Helen.
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You’re right.
It is always more than just a star or a planet. I’ve tossed the name Capella around for years, not knowing until I googled it (Wiki) today. OMG.
Wonderful poem, PVC. 🙂
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Thank you so much Bill, appreciated. 🙂
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I’ve always been happy to be of the “sit and watch them twinkle” persuasion.
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Less stress and more simple joy in my view.
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🙂
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Noticing, learning, appreciating, what a trifecta ❤
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Thank you for noticing Lisa, you’ve made my day 🙂
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You’re welcome, Dear Paul.
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I like to sit and watch them twinkle, too. I remember wishing on the first star I saw at night when I was a kid.
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I did that too, such fun, I still love to just gaze.
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So true.. sometimes it’s nice to just let the magic get the better of us….!
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I really believe that too, thank you so much.
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Your post reminds me of my awe moments last December.
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That is lovely to know Rupali
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Ain’t that the truth! Love it, Paul.
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Thank you Punam, very much appreciated.
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Beautiful poem! I have always loved stargazing and your poem gives some expression as to why it’s so therapeutic. ❤️
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Thank you so much for sharing this, much appreciated 🙂
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Beautiful poem of a passion but also the simple pleasure of them also
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Yes, subject before objectification always I feel.
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