The Dance of the Eclipse
By R.T. Garner
Eternal reminder of nature's heavenly dance,
Casting a spell as if day, becomes night.
Light wanes as the moon takes the stage,
Intertwining celestial bodies in cosmic embrace.
Partial darkness unfolds, a sight to behold.
Spectacular wonder, of Mother Nature's design,
Ethereal and enchanting, the dance of the eclipse.
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R.T. Garner
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She loves me
She loved me. When I was small and my wee stayed to the paper. When I was rumpled skin and floppy big paws and big eyes looking up and waiting for her hands to find me, scooping me up and bringing me into her. And we were happy, so happy, so very, very happy. I was so happy to see her and danced my circles so she'd know how much I wanted nothing more than for her to hold me. I'd wrap, wiggle, wiggle and wrap my growing body with my bestest happy dance, slumping and kerplumping into her warm parts just like she liked me to. She was there and I was there, and we were there together, and it was perfect. Oh, how she loved me! We spent all our time together, playing inside, outside, up, down, going round and round. And she petted me and called me good girl when I made poops, and sometimes when I weed in her front yard or the neighbor's, and I was the best girl. For her, I really was! And she scratched me behind my ears, and it was heaven. I aowooo my joy! And she aowoooed hers too.
By Christy Munson4 days ago in Fiction
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Loved how you linked the eclipse with dance and performance! Excellent poem encapsulating a cosmic spectacle!
'Casting a spell as if day becomes night' 😮 Great line! Best of luck in the challenge.