The Monarch and the Astronaut

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lift -off, monarch and the astronaut
traveling space, carrying a dream
drifting away, would it matter not
slumbering under silver moonbeams

traveling space, carrying a dream

safely tucked in their warm cocoons

slumbering under silver moonbeams

listening for the hum of celestial tunes

safely tucked in their warm cocoons

breaking seams, butterfly emerges

listening for the hum of celestial tunes

fluttering in space, break free she urges

breaking seams, butterfly emerges

awestruck, the astronaut begins to cry

fluttering in space, break free she urges

trapped in his human shell, he sighs

awestruck, the astronaut begins to cry

perhaps, there is hope for man-kind

trapped in his human shell, he sighs

 winged beauty, you're a special design

perhaps there is hope for man-kind

drifting away, would it matter not

winged beauty, you're a special design
lift-off, monarch and the astronaut 

                                                     

author's note: written for The Sunday Muse
form: Pantoum - A Story Poem
sharing with Poets United - Poetry Pantry 498

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Can a Point of View Be Viewable?

Truedessa's collection

How can I describe a sunset that's indescribable?

How can I find the right words, when I am wordless?

How can I touch your heart, when it is untouchable?

How can you taste life's sweetness, untasted?

How can I make you feel what I am feeling?

How can I make you hear, what is unheard?

How can I make you see, wonders unseen?

How can I capture the uncapturable?

written for dVerse
hosted by Frank
To participate in this challenge use at least one polyptoton somewhere in your poem of less than 200 words 

Quivering Sails - Mysterious Tale

courtesy of Pixabay

On a far away ship in the Caribbean sea

in the early morn', exactly half past three

mighty sails quiver, under a Halloween moon

 beautiful siren sings a bewitching tune

captain and crew disappeared that day

for their lost souls, the islanders silently pray

written for dVerse

Quadrille #90 - 44 words

incorporating the word quiver

Author's note:  I had trouble with the last line below is my other choice. Please let me
know your thoughts.

what happened out there, the islanders won't say


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Threshold of Reality

The Architect by Erik Johansson

 













I am the architect to a magical world

breaking boundaries of imagination

drawing outside the lines of limital space

adventures unfurl in a dimly lit room

I am the architect in the journey of  life

framing my intentions so you might see

my structural plan is simple, yet complex

rocky moments when under construction

I am the architect of my deepest dreams

traveling where there are no floor plans

breaking ground in a frost filled meadow

how far must I dig to find the road to you

I am the architect of my poetic consciousness
for in my heart resides the blueprint to love

words fall in a steady procession at my feet
struggling for the precise words, I begin again

"let the dawn wait, until we drift in perfect song"

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Majestic View

Truedessa's Collection

Standing

 on the summit
surrounded by majestic beauty

falling in love with the view
autumn leaves me breathlessly
rooted in the

m

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   e

    n

     t

autor's note: Posted for dVerse 

hosted by Amaya

I took a ski-lift to the top of

a mountain and fell in love

with the splendorous color

A Dream Away

Rebeca Cygnus Photography

Exhausted,  I wipe the last tears

of the day from my eyes, slipping into

a dream under a hunter's moon

Awakening slowly to a new reality

I arise the navigator, on a lucid

road of mysterious adventures

Following the music of my heart

under an October sky, I see a

road stretched out before me

A flock of starlings fly overhead

to whom will your inner voice trill

sing the song of your soul's desire

I wonder how far I must travel

to realize my highest peak

of consciousness is only a

dream away

posted for The Sunday Muse
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