Phantasmagoria for Monday Mural

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An eclectic storm

shakes interstellar space,

propagates

pulsating image

in magnificence

– phantasmagoria

in rainbow colours

inhabits the witching hours

whilst all around are sleeping.

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7 Responses to “Phantasmagoria for Monday Mural”

  1. Michelle Johnson Says:

    Welcome back. I hope your trip went well and that you are recovered from NaPoWriMo. I especially liked the end of your poem. Sometimes I wonder what is really going on deep in the sky while everyone is sleeping. It certainly can be a mystery. Have a nice day.

  2. lissa Says:

    like Michelle, I hope you enjoy your trip. and I really like the ending as well makes me wonder what people who are not sleeping do while the rest of the us are sleeping.

  3. anthonynorth Says:

    Hope you’re refreshed. Judging by this poem, you’ve come back strong.

  4. OneMoreBeliever Says:

    ..ok, i admit it… had to look up that word!… i love that hour that you have described so beautifully… can’t help but to think of pink fairy dust…

  5. whypaisley Says:

    wouldn’t that be just like mother nature to produce something so magnificent while we are all asleep????

    good to hear from you!!!!!!

  6. chiefbiscuit Says:

    Good to see you are back and writing. Love the words in this poem.

  7. Geraldine Says:

    Very good Carole! I like the energy of this work and your last line perfectly sums up where I find myself, as I type this.

    Welcome back, you’ve been missed! G

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