Waking the Stars


Breezes born in cloud kisses

explore this night,


waking stars to give them voice

to dazzle the universe,


smiling with their delicious secrets

of fire-magic and desire–


and there, like perfumed words

haunting the morning air with if


they flower days to come,

embracing the poetry of life


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It’s Saturday and time to consult with the Poetry Oracle. For those who are keeping track, I had to do a couple word refreshers to get “if.” πŸ™‚Β  I took the photo last night after we left our friends’ house. It had rained while we were inside eating dinner.

39 thoughts on “Waking the Stars

  1. I love that pink and blue sky! Your poem is as delicate as those wisps of cloud. There are so many of the same words in your poem and the first of mine, the fire, desire and perfumed flowers. For once, she gave me a phrase that is similar to your ‘if’; the last one about the peace of never.

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