David Crandall Poet Rhyme

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1/11/2026 for Some Kind of Mystery Poetry Contest sponsored by Nette Onclaud 

The Mysterious Sky

In a sleeping bag, ten years old was I, 
under the Mojave desert sky 
next to the Sierra mountains. 
I could hear fresh water fountains,
and the sound of a gentle breeze
blowing the leaves of aspen trees.
I pondered the mystery, "why we are".  
The sky answered with a shooting star.

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Janice Canerdy January 12, 2026 at 7:44 PM David, this is a very appealing, expressive piece. Great use of personification at the end! Janice David Crandall January 12, 2026 at 8:10 PM Thanks, Janice - much appreciated!

Daniel Henry Rodgers January 12, 2026 at 11:15 AM Hello David, I really enjoyed the quiet wonder in this piece. The childhood perspective, the Mojave night, the aspen leaves, and that final shooting star all come together with a beautiful sense of innocence and awe. A gentle, memorable read. Winter Blessings, David, Daniel David Crandall January 12, 2026 at 8:10 PM Hi Daniel! Thanks, yep this one is an entirely true story, except that the question I asked was maybe a little more vague, but definitely there was a sense of wonder and awe. Camping and nature sure do that.

Paula Goldsmith January 11, 2026 at 12:59 PM "The Mysterious Sky" is a wonderful write. I Enjoyed Reading.... Love your last line. "Good Luck" I did "The Mysterious House." Have A Fun Day Writing Away.............. David Crandall January 12, 2026 at 8:08 PM Thanks, Paula - glad you liked it!