A yellow sun, upon the earth, cradles a cocoon...
A yellow sun, upon the earth, cradles a cocoon
From this emerges something new, a pale and fractured moon
Splintered by a gentle touch, the pieces drift away
To usher in, before too long, an ever brighter day.
Posted May 28, 2019, 7:52 PM UTC
Correct! Well done.
Did you find this one a little bit too easy? I'm trying to decide whether to revise it a bit...
I found the use of >!"drifted away"!< was one of the largest giveaways for me. And then again I'm a fairly visual thinker, so I literally imagined >!a yellow circle turning into a white one and breaking into shards that floated away.!<
I really like it as it is, the language is very evocative.
I see; that is the same part that I worried was a bit too direct. If I changed anything it would likely be that part, but I may leave it as it is. Thanks :)