
Collage of the process of the eclipse, taken by me.
Enchanting without the douse of gray airy globs of obscurity,
Cultivating a temporary sunset facade on a summer day.
Luna, the nocturnal celestial, greets us with her graceful brother behind her.
I take the spell to be a kid again– found the lost excitement, not even
Photos on a mobile device can
Save the thorough visuals that I stored behind my
Eyes.
About the Creator
Ace Melee
-Mainly a horror and fantasy writer.
-I post stories, poetry, and scripts on Vocal. My preferred audience is older teens and adults, but I can adjust for younger teens.




Comments (3)
This is great! I love that throwback to the wonder of being a child in the face of an eclipse. I know exactly what you mean.
I love how you end this poem. Very poetic 💞
Amazing 🤩🤩 welldone superb story