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Daydreams are only murmurs

Moments wasted

Wishes tossed and scattered

Do they ever really matter?

 

In the gloaming, my thoughts echo

Meticulous musing

Repetitive rants

This, my evening dance

 

Nightfall stars my skies in words

I pluck them one by one, as they become

My constellations, revelations

These are my epiphanies

 

 

 

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55 responses »

  1. Absolutely stunning! I adore the final stanza. Interesting, Mish. We’ve both posted about the close of day this time πŸ™‚ Thanks for hosting!

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  2. You’ve captured the whimsical nature of daydreaming, and in response to your question: Do they ever matter? I’d say: yes, as evidenced by your beautifully penned poem.
    See you at the pub!

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  3. Your last stanza is killer; could stand alone as a poem. Night skies have brought terrors & insights for me. Living in the suburbs, the city lights mask the magic of the stars.

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    • I am always thankful for your comments, Glenn. Yes, I was thinking about that last stanza on it’s own, having more poetic vibe. I hope you get a chance soon to see more lovely night skies.

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  4. Pretty delicious Mish, you conjure a lot here…

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  5. I like the sound and sense of these lines “Wishes tossed and scattered

    Do they ever really matter?” As well as the phrase “I pluck them one by one, as they become”.

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  6. I like all of this, but especially your closing metaphor.

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  7. Nightfall stars my skies in words.
    I do like that line!

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  8. I would love to be able to meet the dance like that… dancing with the stars… somehow it never really happens except in poetry.

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  9. I truly love your last stanza – beautiful on its own. Nightfall stars my skies in words…I love this line so much. Out here in the country, the sky stretches endlessly sewn with stars

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  10. This is very meditative. It’s almost like a close of day chant or prayer.

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  11. Beverly Crawford

    I love this one, Mish. I vote for daydreams that DO matter. Sort of a “what you see is what you get” mentality! Loved that last stanza, since most of my poetry comes from midnight epiphanies.

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  12. Dreamy write, filled with nightfall stars. Thanks Mish for hosting OLN.

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    • Thank you, Grace. Sorry I couldn’t really be present that night…an unexpected bump in life but I was happy to write the OLN prompt and the trail was amazing, as usual.

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  13. Brilliant poem, love the last lines…indeed dreams are the epiphanies.

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  14. I like what you did with words as day dreams and stars in the night sky forming your own constellation. Do you ever catch a falling star!!??

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  15. This is the line that resonated with me most. Daydreams are only murmurs.
    Thanks for sharing.

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  16. “This, my evening dance”…I think all poets can relate to this. The last stanza is this poem’s crown, glittering with starry gems. Most beautiful.

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  17. Stars Poetica. I love the β€œpluck them one by one.” Words and stars ⭐️. Brilliant. And the rhyming so soft and soothing.

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  18. This sounds like your muse arriving for a discussion, dusting you with glitter.☺

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  19. there’s a nice dreaminess to this… a nice reflective dance with some food for thoughts – you started me thinking about daydreams you know

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  20. This is so lovely, and I agree with others about that stunning last stanza!

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  21. Beautiful images. I like the idea of plucking words from the sky. (K)

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  22. kaykuala

    Nightfall stars my skies in words
    I pluck them one by one, as they become
    My constellations, revelations

    Nightfall can inspire many thoughts as they might present congenial moments of peace. Yes, there can be stunning revelations coming one’s way. Rightly so Mish!

    Hank

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  23. Beautiful use of alliteration, internal rhyme and witty diction to paint a cinematic portrait of daydreaming!

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  24. I love the last stanza! Beautiful.

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  25. Love the last stanza. Fabulous images. πŸ™‚

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  26. Beautiful! I’ve just found your blog, loved what I’ve read so far. Looking forward to reading more πŸ˜€

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