The representation of dreams, the light in a sea of darkness, a never ending search for meaning. Starlight is seen across the universe, illustrating how little we truly know about it.
Her eyes contained all my favorite parts of the night sky when my family used to take me camping. The darkness, with the assurance of stars to light your way. Uncertainty, but only in the most comfortable way.
What I want is to get you in the Starlight Room. You in your mostly unbuttoned, askew shirt. Part of me wants to head over to the house where you work right now just to see you and say, “Today has been hard.”
Starlight, star bright how bright you shine how bright you are tonight. My love for you shines brighter than the moon. My love for you will always stay true. Hold me tight and never let me go. Your eyes are the only eyes I want to ever know.
Ah, starlight. What a beautiful word this is. As the stars twinkle and shine, sparkle and glow, the air chills, while a creeping romantic breeze fills the air, and we raise our eyes to the sky above us, while the light in our eyes glitters. We sigh and again begin to ponder love as we recognize the phrase “love in the air tonight” as we gaze up at the starlight.
One night, in the starlight I saw something amazing. It was a clear sky with all the stars glowing bright, as I sat there laughing my cares melting away.
Starlight,
Starlight is a word to describe the low hazy light emitting from a star light years away from the Earth, Ex: The star glowed on the silver wet hill.
Hiccup and Toothless glided through thin clouds, the mist sticking to skin, clothing, and scales alike. The sky was bathed in cool night, a blanket of calm resting over the whole world. The two halves didn’t speak, there was no need to. The only thing that broke the silence was the wind passing over Toothless’s wings and the occasional beat of air to keep their height. Both only watched to sky as its light bathed their faces. The sky was a sea of stars, all of them seeming to wink playfully at the two, inviting them closer. In their depths lied a promise of endless peace and a freedom to be anywhere they wished. It beckoned and called both Toothless and Hiccup, as both were equally a part of the sky. “Hey Bud,” Hiccup whispered, so softly his companion could barely hear him, “What do you think it’s like? To be up there, higher than the moon itself, and more free than any other bird or dragon?” Toothless cooed quizzingly, tilting his head to look behind him at the small boy on his back. Hiccup looked down at his best friend, a soft smile on his face. “Ah, nevermind.” His dragon turned back to look at the sky once more, snorting softly at his silly silly human. The two continued to glide, bathed in starlight. A while later, Hiccup began to laugh. Not loudly, as anything higher than a whisper would have broken the beautiful peace, but loud enough for Toothless to hear him and once again ask a question in his own way. “I just answered my own question, fully accidentally and without even thinking about it, but I answered it.” Toothless made another questioning noise, and Hiccup turned to look at him. “Well, I asked what it would be like to be up in the sky, free and filled with peace, and with no one but you at my side. And I answered myself.” Toothless tilted his head just a bit more, but it was all he needed to do to communicate the fact that he wanted to hear more. “It would have been close to being dead,” Hiccup was saying, still quietly, but Toothless stuttered in his flight from shock at hearing ‘dead’. Hiccup put a calming hand on his friend’s head, whispering comforts until Toothless calmed once more. “But, I wouldn’t be alone at all, because I would have you. And truthfully, that’s all I need.” Toothless cooed happily, finally turning back around again to watch the sky. “Promise me, Bud.” Toothless glanced back, seeing Hiccup once more watching the stars move across the sky. “Promise me that we won’t be alone when we die. That we will fly together into the stars, without the help of the Valkyries.” Toothless made a noise of agreement, and Hiccup smiled once more at his Other Half. Together, they flew bathed in nothing but starlight.
“I just don’t feel like writing today,” she said, staring at the glow-in-the-dark stars above her bed.
“Okay. You don’t have to.”
“I should. I’m a writer. I should write.”
“Okay. Then just write a little.”
She rolled over and looked at him, only realizing once she was face to face with him that he had been watching her as they talked.
I looked up at the sky at night and saw the stars there starlight was so bright! The moon also shown its light. It is so beautiful you could hear the crickets. I never wanted to stop looking up!
Star light star bright first star I see tonight. I wish I may I wish I might. wish this wish I wish tonight. I sang this song almost every night when I looked up at the stars when I was little. I am 13 now and hardly ever look at the sky. Even thought it is so gorgeous.
Sterrenlicht doet me aan de dood denken. Ik conoteer het ook met supersterren, die genieten van media-aandacht. Dus zijn supersterren dood nog voor ze geboren worden? En is dood dan helemaal niet erg meer? Wat met sterrenstof eigenlijk? Is dat iets om over na te denken, of stop ik hier?
I wandered the streets looking for the light, a lamp, a candle, or the shine of the moon. I found no glimmer nor flash, yet I found my way, not by the presence of a glow, but the collective luminescence of distant universes
starlight is light form stars the sun is also a star but funny enough it looks the biggest to us but it is extremly small compared to other stars theres some stars that are bigger than our whole galex
She was lying on the roof, looking up at the stars. She loved being outside, perhaps because she was always kept inside as a child. When she was a child, on the rare occasions she saw her uncle, he would take her outside of the city and they would lie on the hood of his car. He would point out the constellations and she would listen with adoration, absorbing every word he said. One day, he stopped coming around, but her parents didn’t tell her until a couple years later.
It was common knowledge that he had a drinking problem, and one night he got too drunk and decided to drive, and he drove straight into a lamppost.
The starlight is so bright! I’m taking it as a good omen. Jared and I are meeting up later, so maybe he’s going to propose to me!
by A Funny Gal with a Positive Attitude on 10.07.2018
It’s night. I don’t know where I am, but I’m not lost, because I know where I am going. The surf pounds, the forest is a dark enigma, but I have my guide.
There is a club in West Texas called the Starlight Ballroom. It is in Terlingua, Texas–very close to the Mexican border. Have you ever been to the Big Bend area in Texas? If you have not, it’s a must–especially if you enjoy the darkest skies.
Starlight is what I see reflected in the depths of your eyes. How something so bright could linger in woods so dark, I do not yet understand. I am only aware of the warmth and comfort that resides there.
She could see the dark outlines of the mountains and the woods and above that – the starlit sky. The night was so different here, far away from the city, far away from the lights of any village and far away from the streets. She hoped she would find her way.
“It’s been ages since we’ve been able to see the Milky Way,” the elder sister said.
“I know,” said the younger. “I’ll never take it for granted again.”
Like small shimmers of those who came before her, Martha peered up at the pale white dots that cluttered the sky, almost telling her where to go. Guiding her into Melitta’s arms, she was eternally grateful.
The representation of dreams, the light in a sea of darkness, a never ending search for meaning. Starlight is seen across the universe, illustrating how little we truly know about it.
Her eyes contained all my favorite parts of the night sky when my family used to take me camping. The darkness, with the assurance of stars to light your way. Uncertainty, but only in the most comfortable way.
What I want is to get you in the Starlight Room. You in your mostly unbuttoned, askew shirt. Part of me wants to head over to the house where you work right now just to see you and say, “Today has been hard.”
Starlight, star bright how bright you shine how bright you are tonight. My love for you shines brighter than the moon. My love for you will always stay true. Hold me tight and never let me go. Your eyes are the only eyes I want to ever know.
star light star bright
sky with galaxies, unknown beyond, unreachable, untouchable
we are dust
said the dust speck
we are insignificant
starlight
Ah, starlight. What a beautiful word this is. As the stars twinkle and shine, sparkle and glow, the air chills, while a creeping romantic breeze fills the air, and we raise our eyes to the sky above us, while the light in our eyes glitters. We sigh and again begin to ponder love as we recognize the phrase “love in the air tonight” as we gaze up at the starlight.
One night, in the starlight I saw something amazing. It was a clear sky with all the stars glowing bright, as I sat there laughing my cares melting away.
Starlight,
Starlight is a word to describe the low hazy light emitting from a star light years away from the Earth, Ex: The star glowed on the silver wet hill.
Hiccup and Toothless glided through thin clouds, the mist sticking to skin, clothing, and scales alike. The sky was bathed in cool night, a blanket of calm resting over the whole world. The two halves didn’t speak, there was no need to. The only thing that broke the silence was the wind passing over Toothless’s wings and the occasional beat of air to keep their height. Both only watched to sky as its light bathed their faces. The sky was a sea of stars, all of them seeming to wink playfully at the two, inviting them closer. In their depths lied a promise of endless peace and a freedom to be anywhere they wished. It beckoned and called both Toothless and Hiccup, as both were equally a part of the sky. “Hey Bud,” Hiccup whispered, so softly his companion could barely hear him, “What do you think it’s like? To be up there, higher than the moon itself, and more free than any other bird or dragon?” Toothless cooed quizzingly, tilting his head to look behind him at the small boy on his back. Hiccup looked down at his best friend, a soft smile on his face. “Ah, nevermind.” His dragon turned back to look at the sky once more, snorting softly at his silly silly human. The two continued to glide, bathed in starlight. A while later, Hiccup began to laugh. Not loudly, as anything higher than a whisper would have broken the beautiful peace, but loud enough for Toothless to hear him and once again ask a question in his own way. “I just answered my own question, fully accidentally and without even thinking about it, but I answered it.” Toothless made another questioning noise, and Hiccup turned to look at him. “Well, I asked what it would be like to be up in the sky, free and filled with peace, and with no one but you at my side. And I answered myself.” Toothless tilted his head just a bit more, but it was all he needed to do to communicate the fact that he wanted to hear more. “It would have been close to being dead,” Hiccup was saying, still quietly, but Toothless stuttered in his flight from shock at hearing ‘dead’. Hiccup put a calming hand on his friend’s head, whispering comforts until Toothless calmed once more. “But, I wouldn’t be alone at all, because I would have you. And truthfully, that’s all I need.” Toothless cooed happily, finally turning back around again to watch the sky. “Promise me, Bud.” Toothless glanced back, seeing Hiccup once more watching the stars move across the sky. “Promise me that we won’t be alone when we die. That we will fly together into the stars, without the help of the Valkyries.” Toothless made a noise of agreement, and Hiccup smiled once more at his Other Half. Together, they flew bathed in nothing but starlight.
“I just don’t feel like writing today,” she said, staring at the glow-in-the-dark stars above her bed.
“Okay. You don’t have to.”
“I should. I’m a writer. I should write.”
“Okay. Then just write a little.”
She rolled over and looked at him, only realizing once she was face to face with him that he had been watching her as they talked.
oh so pretty. seems endless yet has an expiration date. can’t take my eyes off of you, hypnotizing. wish i could reach out and touch it.
I looked up at the sky at night and saw the stars there starlight was so bright! The moon also shown its light. It is so beautiful you could hear the crickets. I never wanted to stop looking up!
Starlight, starbirght, where is the words I need to write. My muse is asleep and the night is dark. Starlight, starbirght give me my words to write.
Hello!
Star light star bright first star I see tonight. I wish I may I wish I might. wish this wish I wish tonight. I sang this song almost every night when I looked up at the stars when I was little. I am 13 now and hardly ever look at the sky. Even thought it is so gorgeous.
Sterrenlicht doet me aan de dood denken. Ik conoteer het ook met supersterren, die genieten van media-aandacht. Dus zijn supersterren dood nog voor ze geboren worden? En is dood dan helemaal niet erg meer? Wat met sterrenstof eigenlijk? Is dat iets om over na te denken, of stop ik hier?
I wandered the streets looking for the light, a lamp, a candle, or the shine of the moon. I found no glimmer nor flash, yet I found my way, not by the presence of a glow, but the collective luminescence of distant universes
starlight is light form stars the sun is also a star but funny enough it looks the biggest to us but it is extremly small compared to other stars theres some stars that are bigger than our whole galex
´ The fantastical spelling errors are not made mistakes , but mistakes in the starlight of creating the fantastical´, said the writer´.
´Bell chimes , over´, replied the fast thinker.
She was lying on the roof, looking up at the stars. She loved being outside, perhaps because she was always kept inside as a child. When she was a child, on the rare occasions she saw her uncle, he would take her outside of the city and they would lie on the hood of his car. He would point out the constellations and she would listen with adoration, absorbing every word he said. One day, he stopped coming around, but her parents didn’t tell her until a couple years later.
It was common knowledge that he had a drinking problem, and one night he got too drunk and decided to drive, and he drove straight into a lamppost.
Starlight shining from her head to her toes.She is the Universe in human form.
The starlight is so bright! I’m taking it as a good omen. Jared and I are meeting up later, so maybe he’s going to propose to me!
It’s night. I don’t know where I am, but I’m not lost, because I know where I am going. The surf pounds, the forest is a dark enigma, but I have my guide.
There is a club in West Texas called the Starlight Ballroom. It is in Terlingua, Texas–very close to the Mexican border. Have you ever been to the Big Bend area in Texas? If you have not, it’s a must–especially if you enjoy the darkest skies.
Starlight is what I see reflected in the depths of your eyes. How something so bright could linger in woods so dark, I do not yet understand. I am only aware of the warmth and comfort that resides there.
She could see the dark outlines of the mountains and the woods and above that – the starlit sky. The night was so different here, far away from the city, far away from the lights of any village and far away from the streets. She hoped she would find her way.
“Starlight, star bright, first star I see tonight…”
“Really?” Horace chuckled. “The first star you see? Not the giant star to the north that’s been out for, like, two hours?”
“Dude, shut up. I’m trying to make a wish.”
“What wish? That your wooden puppet son becomes a real boy?”
Maurice looked ready to slap Horace, but the meowing of their hungry cat stopped them from being slapstick-comedy-style violent.
“It’s been ages since we’ve been able to see the Milky Way,” the elder sister said.
“I know,” said the younger. “I’ll never take it for granted again.”
Like small shimmers of those who came before her, Martha peered up at the pale white dots that cluttered the sky, almost telling her where to go. Guiding her into Melitta’s arms, she was eternally grateful.
The starlight shone through the cracks in the window, and illuminated the room, like streaks of