after the heat and the thickening cloud the night rain pounded dry earth’s skin taut as a drum and we closed the shutters to keep it out. Later when silence returned and the heat, I got out of bed to open the shutters, let in the cool air, and gasped at the unexpected sight of such a crowd of stars
behind grey billows
flimsy intangible screen
stretches space the stars
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So beautifully composed.
Thank you, Lucy 🙂 I did literally gasp. So beautiful!
A magic moment indeed!
Opening the shutters in the pitch black, expecting near pitch outside, and finding a blaze of stars.
Oh my…beautiful poem. The billows imagery really conveys the sizzling heat. I love it❤
Thanks Suzette. The weather lurches from one extreme to the other.
Hope you are finding ways to stay cool, regardless. Blessings 😊
We’re in the middle of the lurch today. Pleasantly warm before it gets hot again tomorrow.
Sounds beautiful. Well done.
It knocked me out. I was expecting darkness and thick cloud.
Oh! Glorious! Now I know what that sound was I heard–your gasp.
I was so convinced I’d find clouds and darkness and the last of the rain still falling and there was the Milky Way!
Such a wonderful surprise!
🙂
You make everything sound so beautiful xx
The stars still take me by surprise. I’m used to city skies, all orange glow and possibly a moon. Here I can see the Milky Way. Haven’t seen it since I was a kid!
Lovely 😍
🙂
Beautiful. The sky was cleaned, the light of the stars had better reached the earth. 😉
It was a lovely surprise 🙂
For sure wonderful.
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Beautiful, diamonds thrown out across the sky 💜💜
Exactly like that, yes 🙂
I have seen it myself 💎💎💎
We’re lucky we still can 🙂
Yes
That must have been a sight. Nothing like the clarity after a good rain. (K)
It took my breath away. I stood there between 2.30 am and 3am just watching it.
I cannot keep up. You write so much, but when I do I know why I return. Thank you.
I’m pleased you keep coming back 🙂 I use poetry as a cathartic break from writing. Sounds silly but it’s a different way of thinking, and although it’s intense, it gets me out of the absorbing fictional world I’m immersed in.