Under Lunae's Glow


Under Lunae's Glow
is where, when I am the happiest 


When moon dust are sprinkled on my rooftop;
When phosphorescence takes its lead;
When darkness begins its blithe magic;

I build my castles in my little corner,
where my books are trees and
thoughts are the oxygen stream.

Daydreams meet my twilight lushes.
The spirit of blissfulness kiss my cheeks,
And chases my worries towards the blackhole.

This is a prompt from Poets United. And this has been shared here.

6 dropped their thoughts:

Old Ollie | July 21, 2011 at 10:09 AM

love the blackhole finish...the ultimate night

bttrflyscar | July 21, 2011 at 10:38 AM

great word play. love it.

♥ joei | July 21, 2011 at 10:58 AM

Cool blog :)

Definitely, Maybe

Susannah | July 21, 2011 at 11:09 AM

"When darkness begins its blithe magic;" - I love that line! :-)

Kim Nelson | July 21, 2011 at 2:19 PM

I, too, was surprised and pleased with the black hole reference. This is often considered a negative entity. You made it not so. Lovely.

Neni | July 22, 2011 at 2:29 AM

lovely poem... I like this first line, it's so visual to me and like the rhyme: 'When moon dust are sprinkled on my rooftop'

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