Madcap texts
Middle of the day
From a kindred spirit
Neurodivergence sparks
Many fabulous ideas
Refined by our volleys
Back and forth
Darren says
He saw a woman
Wearing a perforated top
I laughed, knowing
What he spoke of
(The apex of style
Among basic bitches
Like me)
In their random assignment
He saw celestial patterns
My astronomer friend
Complete curmudgeon
Constant source of
Doomsday proscriptions
Nihilistic soothsayer
Dark judgements passed
On idiots aplenty
Yet, when it comes
To the stars
He is reborn
Bright, giddy joy
Emerging in twilight hours
Astraeus weaving
Heaven’s web
My dear, dear friend
Sometimes draconic
Telescopic hoarding of
Sparkling constellations
Designing a sweater
Syncing Pleiades and style
Tattoos, slogans
Photos and paintings
Mark-making obeisance
Honouring our father
Of the stars
My personal favourite
Seven Sisters, ghostly-blue
Eternal glowing cluster
Bond between women
Still holding strong
If diamonds are
A girl’s best friend
Is it not then fitting
To evoke celestial gems
With the holes
In our sweaters
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Inspired by my convo with Darren and by Sir Paul’s ekphrastic beauty which can be read here:
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Comments (2)
Oooo, curmudgeon is a new word for me and it reminded me of Pigwedgeon from Harry Potter hehehe. Loved your poem!
You had me until you credited Paul… /s If that wasn’t obvious. Great poem and what a final line