Starry Night by Jorge Maia
The night is late.
Waves flutter at my feet with memories of light:
Belated stars, perhaps elsewhere extinguished.
I’ve watched whole universes pass
Across the canvas of the sky
And melt away beyond the lake’s horizon.
And still you did not come.
Soon will be dawn.
The cricket’s song will die away
And the ravine whence they have made my bed
Will paint its shadows silent.
Beneath this bloodied scythe I’m set to rest,
Never to rise again or feel this life’s embrace.
And still you did not come.
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Weekly Writing Challenge: The Ray Bradbury Noun List Twist
- Bradbury’s sample noun list. Write a new piece using at least five of the nouns from Bradbury’s sample list, above: The lake. The night. The crickets. The ravine. The attic. The basement. The trapdoor. The baby. The crowd. The night train. The fog horn. The scythe. The carnival. The carousel. The dwarf. The mirror maze. The skeleton.
vic briggs 
Excellent idea to make a list of nouns and then making them inter-play in your piece! I certainly was amazed and captured all the way through this one, so you may be onto something!
Thank you. I struggled to begin with as my starting point is usually an idea and the words then come forth to express it, while in this case I had to work the other way around. There are several lists of these nouns over on the weekly writing challenge event. Take a look and see if you are tempted to give it a try as well.
That is a beautiful photograph, is it your own?
I fell in love with it the moment I saw it. It is Starry Night by Jorge Maia.
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