Draped in Diamante


Along the shore, slim grass held
in breathless winds,
is still;  conserving, not sleeping.
Clouds hover between uncertainty
for a while longer,
keeping contained the early stars; yawning
smiling, hanging – still waiting.
Patience drifts and night eventually crystallises –
a starburst showers our senses,
its faceted accents
punctuate a wondrous
parchment on which each night
is written.
She wears the bluest black of sheer
diamanté chiffon to write in
and also to coax,
when draped around
each shoulder of cloud – agreeable
to surrendering
their post – they dissipate
into the warmer, drier air.
The moon’s curtain rises, and birds
fly off into the divide between
the heavens and the earth.
Let us rest a while upon these shores
but stay forever on our beach.


Author: Anita Lubesh

I write poetry/prose/stories/short stories/verses for children/sketch/and have 6 chapters of a novel sitting there like that half eaten trifle in the fridge or bottle of Jack Daniels because something makes you afraid to eat it or drink... right now.. I am a proud Geordie from England's northern hemisphere and the beautiful city of Newcastle upon Tyne. I live with my lovely husband who came all the way from sunny California just for me, and my favourite animal, Bobble, our dog. I am a member of Greenpeace and Friends of the Earth and wish we could all do more, especially today, when such a lot is wrong.

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