quizzically

quizzically

A Poem by Lydia Shutter

art courtesy of pink puddle studio





last night i watched the sky
the stars spoke to me
they really did
just opened up their mouths 
waxing philosophical
they were a bit cynical
but then again so am i
the shape of the night 
was kinder than the 
shape of the day
i wanted to wrap myself up 
in the velvety darkness
but the moon 
was quite obstinate
insisting on showing me
the light
while the night owl
watched it all 
quizzically

© 2020 Lydia Shutter


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if the night owl in all its wisdom is confused, that moon is doing something right.
I love the idea of the shape of the night being kinder than the shape of the day.

You must have an in with those stars; they don't talk to me.
love this piece, Lydi.

Posted 2 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia Shutter

2 Months Ago

Thanks so much, Jacob. The world talks to me. Sometimes the noise is deafening! :) Lydi**



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I loved this. The way the night seems friendlier than the day and the stars talked. I especially loved the way you say, the stars are cynical, but so are you. It was a wonderful poem!

Posted 1 Month Ago


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Lydia Shutter

1 Month Ago

Thank you very much for this review. Lydi**
Colacat

1 Month Ago

My pleasure! (:
Sometimes enlightenment comes reluctantly. Brilliant: "the shape of the night was kinder than the shape of the day" . . . your writing sparkles with imagination, yet so relatable. You put so much personality into the heavenly bodies! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 2 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia Shutter

2 Months Ago

Margie, I always appreciate your lovely reviews. Thank you so much. Lydi**
The stars are stellar listeners... perhaps our loved ones
who have found new friends speak of truth and wisdom..
Old souls softly twinkle in a wrinkle of time where rainbows rest.
tenderly, Pat


Posted 2 Months Ago


Lydia Shutter

2 Months Ago

Such a lovely thought, Pat. Yes, the stars might be loved ones we lost. Thank you so much for giv.. read more
This is as near to a beautiful sky-born myth, Lydi, as can be: tis wonderful! Seems the moon knows you well.. and we know, don't we.. that the longer stargazers look into the night sky, more and more stars gaze back.. - tis a confetti sky and one I've been writing about for years. As for your night owl.. he knows how to recognise those magical night light shadows.. and again, so do you. Love this write and so pleased time gave me a few minutes to read it twice. Keep safe, dear you.. x

Posted 2 Months Ago


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Lydia Shutter

2 Months Ago

Thanks so much, Emma. I am pleased you enjoyed it. Lydi**
emmajoy

2 Months Ago

Always have, always will.
Ah, nice poem. I love the idea of stars talking. Scientists say that stars have their own sound but they are muted by the silence of space. But the stars in your imagery speaks loud and clear. tyfs

Posted 2 Months Ago


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Lydia Shutter

2 Months Ago

Thanks so much, Cyprian. Lydi**
The moon will show you the light in darkness even metaphorical and literally as you meant in this wonderful poem. You mused in a fine poetic soulful way conversing with stars. Kudos!!

Plz pleez do read and comment my newest poem too, it's the top most one.

Posted 2 Months Ago


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Lydia Shutter

2 Months Ago

Thanks for your review, zaynab. Lydi**
I think the night is kinder, too. It lulls us to sleep, to dream, giving us another day to slay our dragons. I've always been one to observe the night sky, watching for different stars in the galaxy. It's quite an observation if you're into that sort of thing. Of course, you can always talk to the man in the moon. I'll hang a star on this one, my friend!

Posted 2 Months Ago


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Lydia Shutter

2 Months Ago

KELLY! I was just thinking about you and wondering how you were doing out there in Ghiradelli land!.. read more
The words are simple and they easily reach the heart. I can imagine myself looking through the window at night. The world is asleep and a gentle breeze stirs my hair. And my only company are the dots of stars and moon, whichever phase he is in. The illustration also helped me create an image of a woman who is deeply connected to nature. Because night and day are who we are, at the root of our souls. We sometimes lean toward the light and vigor and motion, and other times we lean toward stillness and calming darkness and simply observing our surroundings. Beautiful poem. Thank you for sharing!

Never stop writing.
~Aysha.

Posted 2 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia Shutter

2 Months Ago

Thank you so much, Aysha. Lydi**
There's really something about this bandwagon of stars in a canvas of the dark painted a sombre shade of grey by the moon. It makes us spin yarns of narratives and they do seem to dance out a tale to us. While you can barely stare at the sun, the moon allows you to awe at something which is that high.

Wondering what the night owl must be thinking watching this shroud of awe and wonder we call night.

Thanks for sharing.

Posted 2 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia Shutter

2 Months Ago

Such a poetic review, Akshay. Thank you very much. Lydi**
if the night owl in all its wisdom is confused, that moon is doing something right.
I love the idea of the shape of the night being kinder than the shape of the day.

You must have an in with those stars; they don't talk to me.
love this piece, Lydi.

Posted 2 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia Shutter

2 Months Ago

Thanks so much, Jacob. The world talks to me. Sometimes the noise is deafening! :) Lydi**

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