Summer Night Sky

For my prompt at my Wednesday Muse – the night sky.  Every Wednesday I give prompts at Wednesday Muse under the Sunday Muse.  Also for Poets United.  I love the life of the night and the sky above.

Summer Night Sky
“pluck till time and times are done,
The silver apples of the moon…” William B. Yeats

a warm summer night –
moist and full of the scents
of gardenia and honeysuckle.
Out in the ‘burbs there is no
light pollution.
I look up at the stars and
the full Strawberry Moon.
An occasional meteor flashes through
the sky – a streaming flame
from a particle the size of a grain of sand.
In the ocean of the night sky
shells the size of moons wash up
on the shore of the heavens.
an owl drifts overhead, silent.
rabbits graze in the clover
unaware of the miracle taking place
over their heads.

 

20 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. merrildsmith
    May 01, 2019 @ 13:29:46

    Lovely, Toni.
    And the Yeats, too. In my mind, I always hear Judy Collins singing the lines about the golden apples of the sun.

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  2. Sherry Blue Sky
    May 01, 2019 @ 13:41:30

    So beautiful, the scents, the ocean of the night sky, the owls and rabbits unaware. Though maybe they take a peek, from time to time, and gasp in wonder.

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  3. Carrie V. H.
    May 01, 2019 @ 14:15:23

    It is a miracle indeed. This is absolutely glorious Toni!!

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  4. coalblack
    May 01, 2019 @ 14:46:52

    Marvelous, fren. I love this.

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  5. oldegg
    May 01, 2019 @ 22:11:50

    What a great poem from you gave us Toni. Looking at the heavens is even better in the country as the sky and moon seem bigger and brighter and thousands of more stars wave hello!

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  6. Rall
    May 01, 2019 @ 23:45:01

    I live the image of the owls and the rabids under the night sky in your suburb..

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  7. thotpurge
    May 02, 2019 @ 00:26:33

    Beautiful… especially In the ocean of the night sky
    shells the size of moons wash up….

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  8. Sumana Roy
    May 02, 2019 @ 01:02:50

    This is so meditative. Even the mind hushes up at the sight of such grand beauty.

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  9. susanstoo
    May 02, 2019 @ 05:26:39

    “In the ocean of the night sky
    shells the size of moons wash up
    on the shore of the heavens.”
    I always thought those rabbits came out Because of this! Why else endanger themselves moon bathing under owls? But I cannot deny the meditative nature of this poem that notices big and notices small. Lovely!

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  10. Khaya Ronkainen
    May 02, 2019 @ 12:04:31

    Oh, what a beautiful summer night you depict! Your poem delights all senses.

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  11. Panchali
    May 02, 2019 @ 14:27:53

    Aha…This poem truly sings! Immensely beautiful…

    Reply

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