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Star-stuck

Tiny little
Fiery balls,
Separated by
Eons,
Galaxies,
Infinities,
And
Vastness,
Little twinkles,
So many of them,
Brought together
In their loneliness
Under the blankets
Of night
Where they
Shimmer
And
Shine,
Their vibrating
Iridescence
Entrancing,
Their ephemerality
Bewitching,
Their fugacity,
Enduring.

Linking up with Yeah Write #155  - What’s so amazing that keeps us stargazing?

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  1. Very sweeping sentiment and deep emotion packed into a tiny space. Nicely done.

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  2. I learned a new word - fugacity!
    I like your literal yet lyrical take on the prompt.

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  3. such a beautiful pack of words, lyrical and emotional!

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  4. This makes me want to go stargaze for sure!

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    1. I am glad Stacie that you feel so positively about this short piece

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  5. This is beautiful. Stars are amazing - and pretty to look at, too.

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    1. Yeah stars are amazing, pretty to look at. Thank you so much Janna

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  6. This felt so much longer than 42 words because you were able to pack so much in there. Beautifully written!

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  7. Oh, this is so gorgeous, Ruby! Love the imagery, love the sentiment. :)

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  8. You know your writing depicts what a calm and pretty soul you must be Ruby. Fairy tale like I would say, this is.

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    1. Thank you so much Habiba. I am really grateful for all the support and encouragement you have always shown to my writing

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  9. This was indeed bewitching. Beautiful.

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    1. Thank you so much. I am glad you find it so bewitching and beautiful

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  10. Ephemeral is a great word, love it.

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    1. Thank you so much Jack. I too enjoyed using it here

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  11. Nice flow to your words here...good one.

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  12. You use "fugacity" in this – love. ;)

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  13. Lovely, lovely! I absolutely adore this: "So many of them, / Brought together
    In their loneliness / Under the blankets / Of night." That's shiveringly good. :) Thanks so much for being part of the first gargleblaster, Ruby!

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    1. Thank you Christine for such a heart warming welcome to the challenge

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  14. Fabulous! Great big sweeping imagery in such a tiny little piece.

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    1. Thank you so much for such appreciation and encouragement

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