Space Cadet Poet Free verse

On Night's Broken Stage

The dervish whirls—
deserts fable
over candles,
atop mantle fires,
wings for life.

Salient, a moth
labors over no lands,
exists in The Great,
extends her wings 
to The Wide,
middle-age night

to flutter near the floor,
flit in the rafters—
a lamp,
her vessel for ballet
on night’s broken stage.


© 2017 | June 13 | Wesley T Cutlip
Edited June 30
REVISED - July 7

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Probir Gupta March 6, 2018 at 12:48 AM Excellent ... The poem to linger ...

James Swartz August 8, 2017 at 11:33 AM This is great! Th imagery in each line is amazing. I really love this piece.

Darlene De Beaulieu July 11, 2017 at 1:44 PM Hello Space Cadet this is a wonderful poem I enjoyed reading it.

Freddie Robinson Jr. June 24, 2017 at 4:52 PM The visual imagery of this poem is excellent, SC. The message is metamorphic. But, little dense me could not understand the meaning of the title. Please enlighten. Imprinting nature's wisdom on human understanding is a blessing. Ty for dropping the love and knowledge. Very engaging poetry. Love always. Space Cadet June 25, 2017 at 9:59 PM Hey FR Jr. Thank you for the read and critique. You're right, the title doesn't have any meaning, other than a way to document a group of poems I was working on at one time. When I read this again, I wonder if the main metaphor is the lamp, the lantern rather than The Moth. Thank you again, Sir. Wesley

Tim Smith June 13, 2017 at 8:11 AM Drawn to the light the dance sets her free... Wonderful Wesley Space Cadet June 25, 2017 at 9:59 PM Thank you, Tim, for reading.

Darren White June 13, 2017 at 6:57 AM A lamp's vessel is a ballet, love that image :) Sure glad I didn't have to dance so close to the source though... Space Cadet June 25, 2017 at 10:09 PM I would be delighted to dance close aside The Moth.

White Wolf June 13, 2017 at 3:08 AM Great imagery, Wesley! A lamp's vessel is a ballet! I love that line, my friend! Space Cadet July 7, 2017 at 12:36 AM Thank you, Sir, for your kind words.