Friday, February 1, 2019

Dancing with the Stars











































































This photo was taken the other night by a local photographer.  Many captured similar results of the sunset all around the Puget Sound area.  It fits nicely the rubiat form of poetry we were prompted to write today at  dversepoets.com






Dancing with the Stars



You came to me in a dream indigo,
a timeless honor from long, long ago.
I, wearing a primrose evening gown,
you, your magenta and sapphire trousseau.

Through furrows of aquamarine and bordeaux,
we waltzed to the outer archipelago,
skipping the teal streets of tinseltown
to crimson tunes in stereo calypso.

We royally stole the starlight's show,
painted the skies like Michelangelo.
Before early black, we boogied til sundown,
when we reveried in the cobalt-violet afterglow.





17 comments:

  1. Fun cycle of the sun with lots of fancy rhyme, and great poetic rhythm to accompany the boogying.

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  2. I want front seat to the starlight show. Love the colors in the dancing.

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  3. I really enjoyed the dancing (metaphor), bathed in brilliant sumptuous colors. Your classic 13 syllable lines worked smoothly.

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  4. I love the dreamlike quality throughout your poem. Dancing past twilight and into the dark tide... Great images.

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  5. This is beautiful Kathy, and bravo for crafted wonderfully with the 13-syllable line! You came up with some excellent line-ending rhyme words! I tried the 13-syllable format, but got frustrated. I did get inspired by Frank's rubaiyat thing, enough to write and post two - one dark, one light. But both of mine follow Frost's 8-syllable line format.

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  6. exotic, almost a psychedelic remembrance, caught up in a shared experience. i love this

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  7. This is marvelous! The imagery superb. Love the alliteration in the boogie line. I am smiling all the way through this!

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  8. I love all the colors you've infused here.

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  9. That would provide the best front-row view: "we waltzed to the outermost archipelago".

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  10. a spectacular use of language and imagery, i felt part of an audience enraptured. Puget Sound is gorgeous

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  11. I love the show of colors in this, this is such a spectacular sight.

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  12. A very colourful poem! I like that "archipelago/bordello/calypso/ Michelangelo" rhyme running through the last two verses.

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  13. Wonderfully vibrant! (I think you mean 'eons', not 'ions', in second line.)

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  14. Wow...I really enjoyed your interesting word choices and how they still melted into the rhyme and rhythm schemes. The variety of colours had me painting in my mind with your words.

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  15. I enjoyed the use of colours in your Rubaiyat, Kathy, and the references to music.

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  16. You've captured the colors of dreams (K)

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  17. "we slowdanced in the melting cobalt afterglow"

    This is a dream of a poem, Kathy. Love your title, and that photo is stunning.

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