Lady Love fell atop the blanketed blackness
Embracing all Lovers who were to be left heartbroken, in hopeless despair, with trampled dreams
Her jagged nails grasped achingly into the night, parting holes throughout the ebony sky
Peering down onto Earth with questions of why rummaging in her head
She wept an eternity as the first rain quenched the barren ground far below
And with every single tear drop, one crystallized star molded in each desolate opening
Throughout history, to some the stars are a delight, a wish I may – I wish I might, a guide in the night
But these twinkling ornaments are clearly from her above
Whence in eons, fueled by smoldering embers of loves nevermore, many stars simply die
Shattering exploded pieces of broken hearts across the sky
And so when I per chance see their stellar remains, I’m reminded that Lady Love weeps for those like me.
By © - Jeane Michelle Culp
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4 comments:
That's a beautiful poem Jeane. Thanks for the honor of linking it to my post.
Thank you Francis (franscud), however; I think the honor is the other way around :) Thank you for the honor of linking to your spectacular post Abuzz over dying stars that includes the song Stars by Hum.
Awesome Jeane and the linkage works well with it. Ah to be a poet..ress
Thank you ever so much cooper!
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