7 February: dVerse Quadrille

AI artwork: steampunk moon with smiling face, starry background sky.
Up There 

It’s an albino moon, 
white toothed, sleepy grinned. 
Pricking at stars as they're 

born and burn away, old ones  
plunge and die. We watch them 
carry our hearts, wrack and ruin  

our second thoughts, and that 
moon's staring button-eyed  
at us while we weep. 

Written for dVerse Quadrille 44-words, sans title, “stars”. AI Digital Art is mine and created using Midjourney’s bot (v4) illustration parameters in the style of Greg Toccini, Moebius, and Francois Schuiten. Image and poem ©Misky 2023 Shared on Twitter #amwriting #quadrille, @midjourney @dversePoets

30 responses to “7 February: dVerse Quadrille”

  1. There’s something unnerving and unnatural about your albino moon snapping up tasty morsels of stars, laughing at our distress. I like it.

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    1. It does feel slightly sinister. Glad you like it.

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      1. I did. Your poems often have a quirky approach that makes them interesting. Never clichéd.

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        1. That’s the best compliment you could possibly give me. Thanks.

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  2. Your use of personification is to die for, Misky (for the stars, at least!)

    Beautiful…

    ~David

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    1. Thanks so much, David! ❤️

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  3. A lovely one, Misky! This morning while still in bed I watched the palest full moon make a graceful exit. Two sublime ways to start my day 🌝

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    1. Aaah. Sweet. 🥰

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  4. So true about the second thoughts staring at you while you sleep…

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    1. … ie., I’ll sleep on it. Such a bad move when instincts are perfectly acceptable.

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  5. The image you chose was spot on with your poem! Did you choose it before or after you composed it?
    Well done.

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    1. I wrote the poem, and then created the image using A.I.

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      1. WOW! Totally cool. Bravo!

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  6. Outstanding combo of art and quadrille! Cheers.

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  7. Hungry, hungry moon.
    I love “Pricking at stars as they’re

    born and burn away” especially.

    Always such gorgeous turns of phrase, Misky.

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    1. I think it’s that “white toothed” that got me, Misk. shiver

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      1. It’s a cold ol’ moon.

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    2. Thank you, De.

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  8. Well done, Misky. I will never look up at the moon in the same way again. 🙂

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    1. Thanks you, Bill.

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  9. Ah, even the moon has its capricious moments.

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  10. They “carry our hearts, wrack and ruin our second thoughts,” no help from the moon either. A fun read, Misky.
    ..

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  11. Why would ever think that the moon or the stars would ever care about us?…. and maybe we should be thankful that they see us as insignificant.

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  12. I got a hint of eeriness in your quadrille, Marilyn, which was reinforced by the moon lighting up our kitchen in the early hours of the past few mornings. The ‘white toothed, sleepy grinned’ albino moon could have been standing in my kitchen at three o’clock, ‘Pricking at stars as they’re born’. The button-eyed moon is scary, a bit like the button moulder in Peer Gynt.

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    1. It always seems a bit closer and brighter when it’s a “snow moon”. It’s not wonder it has a pull on us.

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