
Starry nights entice
Stand under the open night sky
Gaze at the twinkling lights of heaven, amazed
Can you solve the mystery
Of time and space
Can you really understand how
And when it all began and where it ends
We admire the view
Our wonderment of grandeur born anew
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Prime Verse is syllabic poetry with similarities to the Nonet (which decreases 9 syllables to 1) and Rictameter (which goes up and down by twos from 2 to 10 and descends again). Prime Verse starts at 5 syllables, goes to the next prime number 7, the next which is 11, down and up again. The last couplet is the only set that rhymes and is 5 and 11 syllables. Nine lines in total; 5,7,11,7,5,7,11,5,11.
Topic;
The wonder of experiencing the universe or the earth.
Written for April poetry Challenge, hosted by Rebecca
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A radiant poem, picturesque imagery. Perfect!
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Thanks Suzette. Is the poem according to the rules, okay?
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Yes indeed. Wonderful attention to the brief Sadje. Lovely!!!
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Thanks Suzette for the validation 💖💕
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A pleasure😊
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😍💕
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This poem is as beautiful as the starry night
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Thanks a lot Maria
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What an interesting Prime Verse. It really fits your words. Something grand for the grand view!
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Oh thank you so much Lady.
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So beautiful, Sadje.💕
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Thanks Grace
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My pleasure .💕
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Nice lines
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Thanks Shashi
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I just wonder, Starry nights 🌃 can be described in so many ways.
Nonet syllables are a bit complex.
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Very true. It gives our imagination a free run. Thanks
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Bye. Gn.
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Yes, it is much like a nonet, but with prime numbers of syllables. : )
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Ok friend.
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Wonderful poem, Sadje! Beautiful description of stargazing. I was back in the woods seeing the constellations anew.
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Thanks a lot Rebecca. I hope it did it right and in time?
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I like your poem very much. It’s not yet noon here in Madison. : )
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Cool. 😎
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I would love to follow the poem and get lost. This is interesting and enlightening. Thank you for the poetry.
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You’re very kind Kritika 👍🏼🙏🏼
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My pleasure always 🙂
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🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼
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Sweet poem…
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A gorgeous poem, Sadje. The last two lines of which are perfect. Love this one.
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Thanks my friend! I had a hard time with syllables but I think I got there.
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You’re most welcome, Sadje. Always! You did get there, completely.
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💖😍
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Simply amazing. Oh what a wonderful view!
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Thanks a lot 😃
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Welcome most, Sadje.
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🙏🏼
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Lovely poem.
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Thanks a lot Patricia
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Another beautiful poem. Felt as though I was starring up into the heavens with my own eyes
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Oh thank you so much Greg.
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Well done! I admire everyone who is challenged to write different forms…I no longer have much energy to spend on them.
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Thanks Zelda! It’s a challenge alright.
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You do them well! 🙂 ❤
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I’m trying, but thanks a bunch
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You’re welcome 2 bunches 🙂
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😃🤓
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Great take on the prompt!
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Thanks my friend
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You are welcome.
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