a stone’s throw
light
in the distance
where
civilization
blares, where night owls, insomniacs,
under
starless skies, curse the night
I see it clearly
the madness
here, amidst the trees
~kat
A Pi Prime-11 poem is an 11 line poem based on the first 11 digits of Pi with syllable counts for each line based on those digits. The first line is a 3 syllable title. (3.1415926535)
like mercury colliding... 
March 12th, 2024 at 12:05 pm
Love this. Well done
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March 12th, 2024 at 4:30 pm
Thank you VJ!
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March 13th, 2024 at 8:30 am
My pleasure, Kat
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March 12th, 2024 at 8:24 pm
I always loved the dark night sky in Colorado. Even in our place in Georgia you could see the night sky with little light pollution.
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March 13th, 2024 at 9:05 am
I’ll never forget the night we did our walkthrough. It was so dark and the sky sparkling with stars. It confirmed to me we had made the right decision to downsize and to move away from the city into the country, and that we were home!
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March 12th, 2024 at 9:12 pm
Insomnia is really tough.
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March 13th, 2024 at 11:04 am
It is! 😳
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March 13th, 2024 at 11:32 am
🤗
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