{This was a poem (it is NOT true Diamante) I wrote one night when it was too cloudy and I wanted to go observing.}
Clouds.Wispy and windyDarkly covering, and deeply devouringThe moonless shining stars of the sunless dreamy nightThe entropic light agitated and devoured into infinity and beyondThe sinless sparkling rain of the morning, shining silver.Now deeply decimating and raucously eatingSharp and silveryStars.