Poem Body
We’re the stars
stammering
through
a soulless sea
Flooded with the
fervent fragments
of what this
Wistful world could
rise up to Be.
but all stars that
boldly beam
bright and new must
always faintly fade
forever out of view .
Bitterly being branded
in their brittle blue
brass backbones
of belittlement .
Comments
Stammering Stars
Hello, Edward,
I hope you are feeling better! Following the life of a star, much like ourselves. "...what this wistful world could rise up to be." Always that hope, for certain. Quite beautiful.
Good to see you writing again!
L
This is
really awesome. Lively visuals all through and the internal music added to its beauty.
Looking forward to reading more of yours.
Thank you friend
I’m still in the hospital I’m only comfortable when completely flat I’m not steady on my feet . They drilled a hole in my skull and they’re monitoring my pressure. Then they’ll will decide what to do.my inspiration was the bob dylan song the times are a changing
https://youtu.be/y-jvq362_FU
Hello, Edward,
Wonderful poetic song! Bob Dylan inspires all of us...as do you.
Sending best hopes and wishes for you. Write when possible. :)
L
dear Edward,
I much enjoyed this well written poem! great job!
*hugs, Cat