This midnight lure of blackness
voids above, rest crammed
between the luminosity of stately stars,
brim with curiosity of feeble flares.
Voids above rest crammed,
an ancient canvas for the birth
of stars; abundant matter dark,
between the luminosity of stately stars,
keeps cosmic secrets far beyond
the time and place where our mind
brims with curiosity of feeble flares,
those stars who are the lesser part
than our subtle midnight blackness.
Grace hosts MTB at dVerse, and the topic is to write a trimeric. The form has four stanzas with a the first stanza being a refrain for the other three.
June 17, 2022
Björn Rudbergs writings 
Always a favourite subject for me, looking out into the cosmos and realising how little we know:
‘abundant matter dark,
between the luminosity of stately stars,’
We are still very much in the dark, but always searching for the light!
The universe beyond always bring this midnight lure of blackness. And this line is imaginative:
an ancient canvas for the birth
of stars; abundant matter dark,
Love the cosmic inspired the trimeric poem.
This is expertly wrought, Bjorn! I especially love; “between the luminosity of stately stars,keeps cosmic secrets far beyond.”💝
The word choice transports us into the universe.
Bjorn,
The “voids above, less crammed” lures us into a dark mystery and timeless beauty. You take us there with your words.
pax,
dora
Beyond borders, beyond galaxies, beyond the beyond–terrific cosmic query, our planet so much less than a grain of sand on the Cosmic Beachhead. Great word-smithing.
Glenn, I love your comment!!!!
the void above always has mesmerised me. followed you all thw ay out there
I love the idea of the void crammed between the stars! I also love this, even if not in a grammar you wrote it in:
“cosmic secrets far beyond
the time and place where our mind brims”
There’s so much out there that we have yet to see. Hopefully, exploration continues to advance and one day we’ll figure out our cosmic mysteries. Really makes you wonder. This is so beautifully written and captivating.
I like the transition between the third and fourth stanzas, “the time and place where our minds, brims with curiosity of feeble flares.”
brims with curiosity of feeble flares,
those stars who are the lesser part
than our subtle midnight blackness.
Well taken Bjorn! It is good to be a little cautious when imbued with lots of freedom of choice.
Hank
One of my favorite topics, the stars and the heavens. Often when I can’t sleep, I open the blinds and stare out into the night sky. It’s so vast and I wonder at it’s splendor.
Admired the entire trimeric, Bjorn; everything from the stately stars to the feeble flares. Well done.
“an ancient canvas for the birth of stars.”
Deep and brilliant lines
he time and place where our mind
brims with curiosity of feeble flares,
those stars who are the lesser part
than our subtle midnight blackness.
these four stanzas captured the secrets and mystics of midnight so well.
especially the below lines:
Voids above rest crammed,
an ancient canvas for the birth
of stars
Your trimeric really encapsulates the way the night sky allures us all – so skilful the way the repeated lines are woven in seamlessly.
Love the way this poem begins and ends with the midnight blackness 🙂 Great read.
“between the luminosity of stately stars,
brim with curiosity of feeble flares.”
Your trimeric was truly ‘out of this world’!
It the void that makes what we are able to see possible.
Into the deep unknown … I ponder it often. Beautifully crafted, Bjorn.
The mystery of night…(K)
Circular and mysterious and vast, like the sky you describe.
Wonderfully engaging Bjorn, well written.
sometimes I reflect on the vast distance of space. it is a good reminder that we are just moths to the flames of stars ~