Poets logo

In Eclipse

An acrostic poem using the word Eclipse

By Eric anexis Published 25 days ago 2 min read
1
In Eclipse
Photo by Jongsun Lee on Unsplash

Eternal dance of shadows, weaving Crimson hues on the canvas of the sky, Light surrenders to the darkness, believing In the cyclical embrace of Luna's sigh. Piercing rays of sun, now fleeting, Shrouded by the moon's gentle lie. Everything pauses in this celestial meeting, Ephemeral union under a velvet tie.Silent whispers of cosmic ballet, Mysteries veiled in the cloak of night, Chasing the horizon, a transient display, Luminous spectacle, a fleeting delight. In the heart of darkness, we find our way, Psalm of the heavens, sung in the quiet.Emerging from the tapestry of time, Casting a spell with its celestial script, Light and shadow, in a dance sublime, In this moment, the universe is eclipsed. Pulses of energy, in rhythm they chime, Suspended in awe, as the world is eclipsed.Astral bodies align in perfect symmetry, Casting shadows upon the earthly plane, Overwhelming senses with celestial alchemy, Shifting perspectives, as minds entertain. Endless wonders in this cosmic odyssey, Enraptured souls, never to be the same.Infinite beauty captured in a fleeting glance, Casting spells upon the hearts of men, Lunar lover in a celestial romance, Piercing through the fabric of time, and then, Suspended in awe, we're caught in a trance, Entranced by the dance of Eclipse again.As the shadows dance across the sky, Casting illusions, bending the light, Lingering moments, as time goes by, In the embrace of darkness, we find insight. Pushing boundaries, reaching for the high, Savoring the magic of Eclipse's might.Enigmatic beauty, veiled in mystery, Cloaked in shadows, a cosmic art, Looming large in the tapestry of history, In its shadow, we find a brand-new start. Pulsating energy, a symphony, Enrapturing all, playing its part.In the silent theater of the universe, Casting shadows upon the stage, Leaving behind a celestial verse, In the chronicles of time, an immortal page. Pulsing rhythms in the cosmic hearse, Eternal dance, in every age.Spectacular display of celestial grace, Casting its shadow across the land, Luminous spectacle, a cosmic embrace, In the palm of darkness, we hold its hand. Passing moments, we cannot erase, Eclipse, eternal, forever grand.

vintagenature poetryAcrostic
1

About the Creator

Reader insights

Be the first to share your insights about this piece.

How does it work?

Add your insights

Comments

There are no comments for this story

Be the first to respond and start the conversation.

Sign in to comment

    Find us on social media

    Miscellaneous links

    • Explore
    • Contact
    • Privacy Policy
    • Terms of Use
    • Support

    © 2024 Creatd, Inc. All Rights Reserved.