For today’s prompt, take the phrase “Star (blank),” replace the blank with a word or phrase, make the new phrase the title of your poem, and then, write the poem. Possible titles include: “Star-struck,” “Star Man,” “Star Wars Prequels Aren’t Star Wars Movies,” “Starter Set,” “Stark Raving Mad,” and so on. Remember: I’m totally fine with prompts that get bent a bit
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It was a star filled night
ReplyDeletewe were park by Presque Isle
we'd been necking for awhile
when we saw it
hovering out about the lake
it glowed in the night
it gave us a fright
there were no cell phones back then
we couldn't take a photo of it when
it hovered close enough to know
we were looking at a UFO!
I remember you telling me how quickly you and Rich hightailed it out of there scared out of your wits :-)
DeleteLOL. Yup, these days you could have pulled out your cell phone and snapped a pic!
DeleteWISH UPON A STAR
ReplyDeletea ghazal
When I grow up I want to be a movie star!
Bonnie said I may as well wish upon a star.
I will also sing and dance, learn to play guitar.
I told Bonnie that I would wish upon a star.
She said that I was silly, sillier by far
than any other person who wished upon a star.
I’ll show you, she said, I’ll wish for a candy bar,
And then she closed her eyes and wished upon a star.
I reached inside my drawer where all my secrets are
gave her my Kit Kat she wished for upon a star.
She grinned, and exclaimed, Maybe you’re not so bizarre
And I went off to make my wish upon a star.
lmbo! love it! when you wish upon a star makes no difference who you are....
DeleteGot my chuckle for the day. Loved it!!! lmbo!!!
DeleteStar Gazer
ReplyDeleteToo often I find myself missing the beach
as the stars appear in the night sky
just inches from my arms reach
my heart at peace filled with a gentle sigh
the waves lap gently to the shore
as the night blankets me from on high
there is nothing I could ask for
as I am trapped with no lake or bay
front right outside my front door
no thoughts or words could I say
no entity could I beseech
to make a perfect night or day
just inches from my arms reach
too often I find myself missing the beach
I was missing the bay the other day, wanting a house that overlooked it. Then I remember Erie winters. BTW, the store/apts where the Sihtos lived and Oliver had his first store is for sale.
ReplyDeleteWhat a feeling of nostalgia that one gave me. beautiful villanelle!!
DeleteStardust
ReplyDeleteWe are all stardust
so physicists explain,
which makes us
all related – Mitakuye oyasin
the Lakota people say.
The Lakota have always
known this without
telescopes or space probes.
Perhaps their Ancestors
told them this was true.
Today some aspire
to the stars, dream
of living on another planet
in some other galaxy.
Others aspire to be stars,
to see their names in lights,
five-pointed symbols
on dressing room doors.
Yet, one way or another
we are all stardust.
©Priscilla Anne Tennant Herrington
Conditions for Constancy
ReplyDelete.
Human beings
require a certain
stability. Therefore
it would be best
if the constellations
held steady
not wobbling about
shooting off into
another paradigm
skipping into another multiverse
or tripping over
subtle event horizons
lurking at every bend
of light waving or
every twist of history's
winking twinkling. Yes
to remain would be best
so always use
starch when laundering
an inhabited universe.