Nocturne
By luigi_pagano
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Now that winter’s here, at sundown
the light quickly fades and the dark
soon descends on the whole town.
The landscape, at night, looks stark.
Trees are like stalagmites in the park,
rising, reaching for the cloudless sky,
where Alpha Centauri made its mark
being the brightest object to the eye.
Myth has it that a centaur that died
was placed among the stars by Zeus
whilst Deianeira for Heracles cried,
and in Olympus all hell broke loose.
The tears that she shed have become
constellations on the celestial sphere
and their names are familiar to some
who recognise them from down here.
There are fireworks in the firmament
as meteors combust, fizzle and burn.
The darkness on earth is only transient:
when dawn arrives the light will return.
© Luigi Pagano 2015
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Your skill with rhythm and
Your skill with rhythm and rhyme make this a very pleasant read, Luigi. Rhiannon
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Beautiful - loved it!
Beautiful - loved it!
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Luigi - this is beautiful and
Luigi - this is beautiful and it shines. Some wonderful imagery along with the informative detail you invariably treat your readers to, which is the very hallmark of much of your splendid work.
Very much enjoyed and well done on the more than deserved fruit.
Tina
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What a beautiful poem.
What a beautiful poem.
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This is magnificent Luigi,
This is magnificent Luigi,
your descriptions and information within the poem was so beautiful...especially the bit about Deianeira's tears becoming constellations on the celestial sphere.
Well deserved of the cherries.
Jenny. xx
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Supernal! What else...
Supernal!
What else...
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This is gorgeous, Luigi. A
This is gorgeous, Luigi. A night sky trip with lustrous language to match.
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