The Sweetest Wine ~ quadrille

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The Sweetest Wine

Together, our horizon knows no bounds.

The nearest rose and the most distant star
could not be closer to this truth.

Yet the scent of a rose,
the beauty in a star, cannot compare.

One kiss from you, and I know the sweetest wine.

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This poem (off-prompt for Day 5 of napowrimo.net) is my response to Quadrille #125 – In Praise of the Grape, the prompt from Linda Lee Lyberg at dVerse ~ Poets Pub, which is to use a form of the word wine in a 44-word poem, with no required meter or rhyme.

NaPoWriMo 2021

~ Day 5 ~

Images
Wikimedia Commons – Rosette Nebula surrounding star cluster NGC2244
Astronomy Picture of the Day – “cluster galaxies and cluster dark matter, analogous to the many points of light one would see while looking through a wine glass at a street light”

Respect

Respect

Beyond the tangled web
that threatens to choke the life
from this nation, that dearth
of dignity woven through society

From its highest leader, sworn
to preserve that dignity,
To those sworn to protect
the common people

There is a light within
the hearts of the people
Where true worth is recognized
A hope that lives

Behind the web that threatens
to cover it with darkness
One that grants to all
that which is their due

Respect

Shared with Open Link #277 – Live edition at dVerse ~ Poets Pub
(which goes live at 2pm CT)

Image
Astronomy Picture of the Day
Dark Matter in a Simulated Universe
© KIPAC, AMNH

Love’s Light

Love’s Light

moonbeams dance round
your face, mingle with the light
of nebulae swirling within
your eyes to shine on this heart,
a reality this writer struggles
to put into words

Reena’s Exploration Challenge #137 offers three phrases for inspiration:
     1. Writer’s Platform
     2. Writer’s Cave
     3. Writer’s Reality

This also is linked to Open Link Night #267

Image source: © Francesco Batistella via Astronomy Picture of the Day

Two Hearts ~ quadrille

Two Hearts

Theirs is a flaming brilliance.

Not wildfires, nor dragons.

Two stars blazing. Embracing,
yet orbiting each other.

Two hearts bathing
in the warmth of their passion.

Each heart knowing, needing,
the pull of the other.

Their love burning without
consuming, yet quenching their desire.

 

This is a response to Quadrille #81 – Here there be dragons, the prompt from De Jackson at dVerse, which is to use the word dragon in a 44-word poem that does not require meter or rhyme.

Image source: Astronomy Picture of the Day – (cropped here)

On the Horizon

 

On the Horizon

Imagine a time when light
comes out of darkness.

What to do with an event
of unimagined scope? How

to determine depth, when it cannot
be touched, only imagined?

Imagination is not a substitute
for facts. Each new event

offers further questions. Picture
a time when the truth is revealed.

There are answers on the horizon.

On 10 April 2019, the first ever image of a black hole was released by the Event Horizon Telescope project, a network of eight linked telescopes.

An excellent short video from the BBC is available here.

Image source: Astronomy Picture of the Day & Event Horizon Telescope Collaboration

 

Silent Canyons

Silent Canyons

Silent Canyons_aCranial walls,
processing moment
to moment, momentary

lapses more frequent
with time, hold secrets
cherished,

forgotten. Frescoes
peer through graffiti,
impressions growing

fainter with each
calculation, dusk
slowly encroaching.

Image source: Astronomy Picture of the Day, and credited to NASA, JPL-CalTech, SwRI, MSSS.  NASA offers raw images of the Jupiter flybys by the spacecraft Juno at JUNOCAM for the public to edit and upload to the site.  This image (cropped here) was processed by Rick Lundh, using an impressionist oil-painting filter in Photoshop.

National/Global Poetry Writing Month

NaPoWriMo 2018

Last Waltz

Last Waltz

The Longest Sigh

In the winter of my life,
when stars have danced
and taken light
that would be mine
if only I had dared to dance,
then, skyward,
would I dare to glance
for answers and another
chance, to find it was
too late? For what are stars
that they should wait and not
perform another dance?

Not a pantoum, but inspired by Merril’s pantoum in response to the optional prompt for Day Twenty-two of National/Global Poetry Writing Month – to write a poem in which the impossible thing happens, from a choice of given statements, and this one was:
                    “The stars cannot rearrange themselves in the sky.”

Image source: Astronomy Picture of the Day
(NGC 3344, from ESA/Hubble and NASA)

NaPoWriMo 2018