by Ethel Mortenson Davis
The stars laugh and laugh,
laughing in an ocean of laughter,
moving-water laughter,
until the sky can hold no more
and joins in laughing
with black face and shining teeth.
Night Sky
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fourwindowspress 
Oh this is Wonderful, Ethel!!!
yes brilliant!
I do often feel on hot summer nights that that stars laugh in their black coolness!
Each time now when I look at the night sky, these words will return to me 🙂
Ethel, I love this! Awesome poem – every word, every line, depends on each other to create an absolutely delightful imagery, love it! 🙂
Thank you all for these comments. Love Ethel
Unique imagery … I so enjoyed visualizing what you wrote, Ethel!