By Dancing lights
Of dust and gas
Powered by starlight
No weight or mass
Floating
Drifting
Lighting the sky
Colourful memories of years gone by
Constantly changing
Even now
Brightly positive
Which just shows how
Things change
And time moves on
But memories linger
When the moment’s gone
Keep positive! Feel Good and create a memory!
Gorgeous -I’m creating 🙂
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Yay! Creation is ALWAYS good, Raili! 😀
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Good one TL…I like the flow of it and the art work is quite inviting…Thanks for sharing…VK 🙂
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My pleasure, VK… I’m just pleased you liked it! 😀
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Excellent … deep space is powerful for me.
PS: Please stop by Monday morning for post #2000.
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Hello, Frank… I seem to have travelled back through space and time for this reply!
Deep space is awe inspiring – you will get no arguments from me!
And I’m pleased that I made your 2000th on the day! 😀
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Thank you, kind sir.
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Enjoyed this little poem, Tom..I like the way you described memories…I imagined little sparkles of lights..hehe
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Thanks, Shree.
I always see memories in strange ways… like speckles or in boxes on shelves in room after room after room…
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Aww, beautiful words and imagery.
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Thanks, Eugenia.
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Good poem Tom and VERY true!!! 🙂
There is beauty wherever we care to look, from the microscopic to the immensities of gas and dust where stellar nurseries give birth to new stars!!! 🙂
God Bless!
Prenin.
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Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, Prenin. We just need to behold!!!
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That is truly lovely, Tom. And so true. 🙂
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I am grateful you think so, Calensariel! 🙂
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