Promised a star-spangled life, I floated dreamily
at dusk memories twinkled merrily like stars
but nefarious moon showed her dark side
her littered paraphernalia leaves welts on my heart
looking ahead for signs of life beyond stardust
(starry-eyed no more), I brace for dawn.
Written for dVerse. Today’s host, De has asked us to write a quadrille which must have the word star.
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That Hollywood sidewalk
We see on tv
Was born in the dreams of depressions
Economic and psychological have the same mother
Who lets her children become hard
And walked on by countless admirers
Who share similar visions of star
Because sidewalks take you places
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Learning the truth can be so painful. I’m glad she is aware of the danger now.
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Oh, that nefarious moon! She’s a wily one. I loved this.
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lol you certainly packed every variation of ‘star’ that you could in there! But you’re right every life has its bright and dark sides, focusing on the bright dims that dark 🙂
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Reminds me of teenage when a lot of myths and beliefs were changed, chalenged, shattered, and reconstructed….. The whole painful process of becomign your own person.
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An intriguing poem. Nicely done.
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This is a lovely poem Punam. 😍
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This line really grabbed me, “her littered paraphernalia leaves welts on my heart.” There is pain in going through the dark side. Thank goodness for the coming dawn.
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When the star dust settles – one can see more clearly.
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Punam this one is amazing! It is exactly what is meant when they say the honeymoon is over!
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That last line- oof. It’s like the start of a whole other poem…
I brace for dawn…
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Those fickle stars. Yes, bracing ourselves to face a new day when the stars have all faded. I loved that ending.
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Gorgeously and powerfully written, Punam ❤
~David
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Poignant–the realization and the wait for a new day. Such much in your few words, Punam!
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Beautifully said, Punam 💕🙂
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A beautiful poem, Punam!
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Nightmarish…we all know those times. (K)
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Positively giddy reading your streaming quadrille. How clever, how lovely!
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Wonderful. Brace yourself, here comes the sun. 🙂
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I love this one, and it made me think of the song “Vincent”
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“her littered paraphernalia leaves welts on my heart”—wow. I love this line so much.
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Gorgeous words, Punam. ❤️
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looking ahead for signs of life beyond stardust
(starry-eyed no more), I brace for dawn.
Loved this part specially. Again,. A gem of its own kind.. 🤗👌🏼💕
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