by Steve King
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The sky is low with winter clouds.
I cannot see the stars;
my upturned face
at least may touch the winter sky.
I was told each star
is an unclaimed wish:
the heavens’ brilliance
a mosaic pavement
marking paths for derelict desire.
Such promises mean little.
Wishes are more free than stars—
there are longings to outweigh
a universe of light.
I have always held a star apart.
Should I see another one tonight
I know where I would ground its waiting wish.
Soon the earth will shift its heavy airs,
just the way your guarded eyes do change
to capture the next mood.
Then will the winter sky alight…
And then might old desires at last intrude.
Then shall wishes rain from winter stars.
Really liked the shift at the end
ReplyDeleteCan wait for that trend
As the mood with shift
And no more snow rift.
Star light, star bright... don't think any did come true now that you mention it. The guarded eyes line was my fav.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful winter and stars ~ I enjoyed the shift from earth to guarded eyes ~ I hope your wishes come true ~
ReplyDeletenice..i much like the idea of each star being an unclaimed wish...let's claim them and shift the clouds..smiles
ReplyDeleteyour piece was up and close to the stars... Twinkle, twinkle has a new meaning... nice write
ReplyDeletesmiles...i still make wishes on stars...really nice steve...touching the winter sky a bit...i hope yours come true...
ReplyDeleteThe language here is sweet, Steve--esp "I know where I would ground its waiting wish..." that just leaped out at me. All the alliterative phrases are excellent--derelict desire..but also each individual picture you're drawing. Fine work.
ReplyDeleteLOVE, LOVE, LOVE! the last line. All of it, the shift, the night sky, beautiful...but I will not deny that I caught a glimpse of hell fire raining down! ;)
ReplyDeleteBeautiful write...I love these lines..I was told each star
ReplyDeleteis an unclaimed wish:
the heavens’ brilliance
a mosaic pavement
marking paths for derelict desire.- Excellent :)
I have to ask---are you also a song writer or have you ever been? I swear to God I could hear the acoustics to this song/poem. Brilliant line breaks, the end got me good--the way it felt and sounded and read--your ear for sounds is exceptional!
ReplyDeleteAmy
Your wonderful words captured me again. I can never read your poems just once, but must read several so that I can sink into them, feel them, absorb the words. Especially love the last 6 lines in this:
ReplyDelete"Soon the earth will shift its heavy airs,
just the way your guarded eyes do change
to capture the next mood.
Then will the winter sky alight…
And then might old desires at last intrude.
Then shall wishes rain from winter stars."
A shift, more metaphorical than literal I think. Just lovely.
What a lovely romance you have with the stars, Steve. I like the notion of each star as an unclaimed wish. Should you see another star, I hope you do ground that waiting wish. ...wishes raining from stars...love that! Sweet words, all ..but certainly not cloying...all of it. Beautiful write :))
ReplyDeleteThis is lovely, Steve. I especially like:
ReplyDeleteSoon the earth will shift its heavy airs,
just the way your guarded eyes do change
to capture the next mood.
We sit and wish...a beautiful poem of stars.
ReplyDeleteAs an amateur astronomer, I felt you were writing from my perspective. Beautiful.
ReplyDeleteWishes are more free than stars—
ReplyDeletethere are longings to outweigh
a universe of light.
So true this, and so beautifully put.
This is just a beautiful poem. The longing and hope are so strong and sweet (and almost painful), and then the actual physical description is so beautiful too. Thanks very much. Wonderful work. K.
ReplyDeleteI am having a huge problem with blogger, so I am using a blogger blog, but it's not one I actually write on! Mine is at wordpress--http://Manicddaily.wordpress.com