Sunday night whirl

October 6, 2013

Lovely Sunday Whirl words.

When I read them, I got a glimpse of falling stars and so went with the feeling.

A little fantasy/nonsense/whimsy then.

stars

chance, nest, secret, clever, swept, ripe,
blinked, stars, basket, flesh, saw, hand

We grab blankets to steel ourselves against the icy bite of the night air.
We tiptoe across the lawn to sit on the swinging chair under the trees as stars fall down like ripe plums around us.
We pluck them from their grassy nest to cart them home when we have found our fill.

I lay them out across my open hand to feel their weight before I place each one in our basket, then bend to gently sweep another free; for pull too hard and break their backs.
I hold each of the stars up in the glare of the moon hoping she’ll tell me which one holds a secret, or at least a clever clue, in the chance hint of moon beams, the magical, deceitful light.

You fear the ancient superstitions.
You say we shouldn’t let fallen stars see the moon or they will forever long to join her floating far above, forever calling, forever whispering her name in your ear.
You don’t realise that lying there in my hand they can’t call the moon, only feel her aching pull.

Each time I hold a star in my hand I long to see its light, feel its weight, let it warm my flesh.
But you are right. Each star that saw the moon blinked forever out of reach.
And the moon is distant, smiling, lost in her own perfect world, impervious to our anguish, calling us to where she knows we can never go.

My hands are cold. Cherry burning, huckleberry bright and cold.

Making the most of the weekend
Happiness from Saturday night.

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28 Comments

  • Reply weiselcantlin2 October 6, 2013 at 6:52 pm

    That is awesome! I love the idea too. Are they accepting new writers to the challenge? I’d love to give it a try. I’m so glad you posted.

    Missy Bell

    • Reply Veronica October 6, 2013 at 7:03 pm

      Oh yes absolutely Missy, it’s a “free for all” type of challenge. I’ve been writing on and off for about a year now and I disappear for a month or two here and there and am always welcomed back with open arms. I also don’t get around to it till Thursday some weeks and still people come to visit. πŸ™‚

  • Reply Morgan Eckstein October 6, 2013 at 6:55 pm

    Nice–I like this one very much. (And thanks for sharing the Sunday Whirl site, I didn’t know about that site.)

    • Reply Veronica October 6, 2013 at 7:04 pm

      Oh good, I’m glad to share something new which might be fun for you Morgan. πŸ™‚

  • Reply Sonja Ceri October 6, 2013 at 7:05 pm

    Hi Veronica,

    Nice poem! Where can I find out more about the challenge?

    Kindly,
    Sonja

    • Reply Veronica October 6, 2013 at 7:08 pm

      Hi Sonja, you can just click on the blue link in the first sentence of my post, alternately, you can search The Sunday Whirl or find the page on FB under the same. πŸ™‚ I bet you’ll love to join in. πŸ™‚

  • Reply Nikki@Wonderfully Women October 6, 2013 at 7:09 pm

    Nice work, keep reaching for the stars. xx Nikki@Wonderfully Women

    • Reply Veronica October 6, 2013 at 7:11 pm

      Thank you Nikki πŸ™‚

  • Reply nateleung October 6, 2013 at 7:19 pm

    This is a very cool site. I will look at it later tonight. Thank you so much for sharing. πŸ™‚

    • Reply Veronica October 6, 2013 at 7:26 pm

      Thanks for stopping by Nate. πŸ™‚

  • Reply whimsygizmo October 6, 2013 at 7:29 pm

    This is so gorgeous, Veronica.
    I’m especially drawn to:
    “as stars fall down like ripe plums around us.”

    And the moon’s pull of course. And always.
    Sigh. Lovely.

    • Reply Veronica October 7, 2013 at 4:51 am

      Thank you so much De. πŸ™‚

  • Reply oldegg October 6, 2013 at 8:26 pm

    The moon does tend to steal stars specially when at its full then so many stars are overwhelmed and hidden by her proud glare.

    • Reply Veronica October 7, 2013 at 4:52 am

      Oh my gosh Old, that’s so true. πŸ™‚

  • Reply sophiebowns October 7, 2013 at 3:14 am

    This sounds like a great idea!

    • Reply Veronica October 7, 2013 at 4:53 am

      Thank you Sophie. πŸ™‚

  • Reply Daryl October 7, 2013 at 7:43 am

    oh lovely … i saw stars like that in a shop in santa fe …

    • Reply Veronica October 7, 2013 at 8:04 am

      Surprisingly easy to make Daryl. Makes me want to fill a ceiling with star lanterns one of these days, you know, when I get around to it. πŸ™‚

  • Reply moondustwriter October 7, 2013 at 1:21 pm

    a delightful fanciful tale
    too catch a fallen star and hear it / feel it
    great work

    • Reply Veronica October 7, 2013 at 4:16 pm

      Hi Leslie, thank you so much, and thanks for leaving me your addy because now I can come visit you. πŸ™‚

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  • Reply koniramm October 7, 2013 at 11:21 pm

    What a delightful idea of gathering stars!

  • Reply veronicabalfourpaul October 8, 2013 at 2:30 am

    I was with you when you went out there and gathered stars. Lovely. And the superstitions, they do linger. There is something mystical about her powers, her pull.

  • Reply hypercryptical October 9, 2013 at 11:20 pm

    Oh that aching pull of the moon – let the stars free.
    Anna :o]

  • Reply Irene October 11, 2013 at 2:20 pm

    Each star that saw the moon blinked forever out of reach.
    And the moon is distant, smiling, lost in her own perfect world, impervious to our anguish, calling us to where she knows we can never go.

    So wonderful that you write about the heft of a star, Veronica.

    • Reply Veronica October 11, 2013 at 9:20 pm

      πŸ™‚

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