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What Could Move The Sun

A flare up for help— Waving to Earth. Says: what Could make an orbit Go so cold? The deep shine Coughs in motion, From its lust where Its being gets caught in the way— I say... Burn, Stygian, burn: When your own burn is low, I push Its walls— (and let go) into this raw black hole.

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Anonomus Scorpio

Date: 6/23/2023 6:25:00 PM

How I wish I could take a walk with you to find Where such words love from, a beautiful mind Tell me poetess, what muses one Paige Hind A singularity whos thoughts are one of a kind Your forever friend A.S.

Bill Baker

Date: 6/16/2023 2:16:00 PM

Great closing line, Paige. "I hang by Its walls— (and let go) into this roaring black hole." Intriguing. A poet friend in Texas, Bill p.s. thanks for following my poetry.

John Gondolf

Date: 6/16/2023 11:11:00 AM

Perhaps it is the Woman in the Moon that could move the Sun...

Kim Rodrigues

Date: 6/14/2023 7:14:00 PM

Love that final verse: Burn, Stygian, burn…

Yann Rolland

Date: 6/14/2023 5:56:00 PM

both reality of universe and metaphor of love, enjoyed a lot, beautiful penning