
Solar Eclipse by Nicole Nicholson
This poem was written for Read Write Poem Prompt #93: Make it a Whopper. And as you can see, I did. I hope you enjoy the read.
-Nicole
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I am surrounded by my brothers, the trees. Their leaves
weave a broken green canopy above my head. The sun
casts her veil – a gentle waterfall of lucent gold
tumbling in perfect straight lines to Earth –
through an opening in the leafy roof high above my head. I stand beneath,
shut my eyes for a moment,
and let this spirit of sunlight fall onto my face,
holding my breath until the moon moves into place.
The burnt orange on the back of my eyelids fades into black,
and I open my eyes to find:
the moon wearing her crown,
a lion’s mane of white fire
tipped with electric blue. And now the sunlight waterfall
has turned to dust, a silver tumbling of the moon’s skin
onto my face. I open my mouth and swallow.
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