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Today, I challenge you to take your gaze upward, and write a poem about the stars.

 stardust

oh distant star

how i used to gaze romantically upon you

thinking of the wonder it would be

to one day shoot off into space

and land upon you

wandering around

creating memories

watching planets whizz by

as shooting stars sounded off their celestial celebrations

in the distance

enter science class [stage left]

as if learning that your distance from me

was not enough to dampen my spirits

the illumination of the fact that

your illumination is caused by the

conflagration of gases that make up your being

and that if ever i did manage to traverse

the atmospheric disco ball darkness that keeps us apart

and ever land on your surface to wander in wonder

that my very shoes, socks and the soles of my feet

would simply scorch

skin and sinew

reducing my very legs to bloody stumps

that is, if my whole body had not exploded into a ball of disintegrating ash

before even coming reasonably close in any way to any form of physical contact with you

so, hoping you won’t take this personally at all

but i think i would rather keep all my current appendages intact

and let any wondering

replace all wandering

and keep you simpley as a momentary regular distant head nod of acknowledgement

as i gaze outside my window on another starry night

to wish what may

to wish what might

[For the next poem, a fourteener, on the theme of Easter, click here]

So, discovering this thing a few days late, but tbV pointed it out to me and with a recent spate of poetry coming out of me both here and here, it feels like a good thing to jump into – [Inter]National Poetry Writing Month where you get a prompt a day and write a poem based on it…

The first poem challenge was a poem of negation that involves describing something in terms of what it is not, or not like. I cannot resist playing catchup with that one and so here we go:

O Deathly Grape

Contrary to the kind of belief that is popular

The raisin is not a food sort

It is not an enhancer of meals

Or a delightful twist to a dainty dish

You, blackened husk shell of a juicy living food of reclining roman emperors that once was

You do not deceive me in the slightest

You are not a tasty morsel threatening in any way to tempt my tongue

You are not an ingredient my eyes light up for as they see you tucked away in yet another desecrated dessert

You are not a treat, nor a  pleasure, nor some kind of party in my mouth

Are you not the opposite of something that isn’t not a complete abomination?

You can but look on in jealousy at those foods i long for that you will never be

Such as a delightful dripping chocolate waterfall flowing from a fountain of goodness

The hard crackling shell of setting chocolate encasing the multi-flavoured ice-cream beneath its firm hold

The chocolatty mousse fondant holding together two moist walls of caked goodness

And more.

But none of this is you.

Rather you lurk, and hide, and try to blend in.

But you will not. i am wise to your tricks and i will not be drawn close.

You will not find yourself an Oscar chasing lead or supporting role player in any meal that ever graces my lips.

The life you held and offered so long ago when you were edible, juicy, grape, has expired

And is no more.

And like that snuffed out opportunity for a single shot at bringing a smile to my face with your sweet sweet juice.

So your time has passed, and you my fiend, are done…

[For the next Poem, related to stars, a dark comedic romantic one, click here]

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