Acrostic

Literary Observations of the Eclipse
Easton noted over Manhattan the sunrise would soon turn the night to day at speed of an optical illusion, like a gradual eclipse
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
Musical Eclipse
Elton in his creative exhuberance exclaimed against the sun's demise Cold is the night when a sky full of stars are at play, as the stars of the show take the stage
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
In eclipse
In twilight's dance, the sun and moon conspire, Their celestial waltz, a cosmic desire. A shadowed veil drapes the sky's expanse, As Luna's embrace meets Sol's fiery trance. In whispered hush, the world holds its breath, Beholding nature's solemn, sacred depth. Eclipse unveils secrets of the universe's chance.
By Amina Arshad2 years ago in Poets
In eclipse
Eclipsing light, the moon takes its stance, Covering the sun in its celestial dance. Luminous shadows cloak the sky, Intertwined, they mesmerize the eye. Passing moments of cosmic embrace, Spectacular sights in the vast space. Eternal reminder of nature's grace.
By Amina Arshad2 years ago in Poets
Behind the Moon
Eyes turned upward scan heaven Cool uncaring spheres perform Lost in dance/ancient question In the answer fears confirmed
By Daniel Bradbury2 years ago in Poets
Earth's Place
Enter the Moon. Coat for the Sun. Light retreats. In its place comes Peaceful blankness: Silence's stealth. Earth's place becomes known.
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Poets
It All Goes Dark
"Eventually, it all goes dark; Chaos comes and takes the spark, Light is shadowed, nimbus shown," I intone words to mute the blow.
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Poets
Purveyor of Doom
Extreme fear enticed by alignment! Celestial bodies cause mischief - Light disappears and chaos descends! Imminent destruction's arrival!!
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Poets
Stumbling
Looking at how many days it’s been Since I was last here I’ve lost pace again But it’s for a better reason this time than last year
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Night thoughts
Licking wounds under a spotted ceiling, Unifying the five-point dealings, noticing the Noose hung in the corner where their flag should be. Inner
By Willem Indigo2 years ago in Poets
ill At Ease
Erroneous assumptions corrupt the mind into thinking life is only as it is, and dreams are but illusions to never be achieved.
By Mo Darasi2 years ago in Poets
A Distribution of Forces
Ever pushing beyond the limit of my Carnal knowledge of unseen mediums Like a buried treasure found at my leisure, I cannot help but feel reassured now
By C. Rommial Butler2 years ago in Poets