A Dream Out of Reach

Written for:  The Sunday Muse #243

Digital art by Ted Chin
Only the moon
would do.  
She stretched
her star-filled 
blue-heavens dress, 
blotting out all the world
happening below.  She'd show
them.  First to capture
moonlight.  And so,
life went on all around her
glittering garment.
Sadly, she would know 
nothing of it.  Fixated
on fame, she was turned
to blue marble, ever
out of reach of her prize.


About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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21 Responses to A Dream Out of Reach

  1. Gillena Cox says:

    Nice one.
    Happy Sunday



  2. Sadje says:

    Interesting story.


  3. Sara, wow – this feels like some sort of fable to me!



  4. wyndolynne says:

    Yikes! Wonder how others viewed the marble…


  5. Carrie V. H. says:

    A magical story poem that captivated me to the end! Love this Sara!


  6. msjadeli says:

    Sara, a perfect imagining for that image. I liked the cadence to it. Good setting the tone with the first lines.


  7. qbit says:

    “Only the moon / would do.” – great image.


  8. Susie Clevenger says:

    Oh fame, it is such a testy, elusive, thing….beautiful writing


  9. Susi Bocks says:

    Beautiful, Sarah! So sad she didn’t attain what she wanted.


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