
A FRECKLED SKY OF STARS
There’s a flute in the trees.
Did you hear its song.
It’s as short as a dream.
A whispered lullaby.
A cellar into sleep.
Close your itchy eyes
on night’s freckled stars.
Dream across the sky.
Written for Day 14: JusJoJan “Freckled” ©Misky 2022 Shared with #amwriting #apoemaday on Twitter
9 responses to “Day 14: #JusJoJan “Freckled””
I love your creative use of the word ‘freckled’ as it forever changes my perception of the night sky!
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That’s lovely. Thank you.
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Dream across the sky is lovely. We went to the singing ringing tree in Burnley yesterday. It really is a flute in the trees. https://www.visitlancashire.com/things-to-do/singing-ringing-tree-panopticon-p66560
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Amazing, isn’t it? My first thought was ‘earth’s lung’ when I heard it.
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Earth’s lung, I like that and yes, it is amazing.
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I was teased for my freckles, but this makes them magical. 😉
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I love freckles. They’re friendly. 🥰
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This is beautiful. Quiet and melodic just like the flute in the trees.
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Thank you! ❤️
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