Greetings & salutations, my dear digital friends!
Grief is such a powerful emotion. We all handle it differently.
Many stars we see at night are already dead.
Their light reaches us across the vast expanse of time and space long, long, long after they exist no more.
Because of that fact, I have never found much solace in stars.
Never been able to overly romanticize them – not successfully, at least.
Grief is such a powerful emotion. We all handle it differently.
Please let me know your own thoughts, feelings, and reactions to this poem in the ‘Leave a Reply’ comment section at the bottom of this page.
-PS Conway ☘ ☘ ☘
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in the moonshade of a crucifix
alone
in the company of stars
lying here
upon your grave
in the moonshade
of a crucifix
reminded how everything dies
even god
all these stars
twinkle & mock me
their beauty
an elaborate illusion
another graveyard
in the sky
light cast into a void
which swallows all
Very dark and dismal! I like it very much! Just my kind of poem! One of my favorites!
Woohoooo! Was hoping this one would speak to your particular tastes, PS! Cheers, my friend, and thank you 🖤🙏🏻✨✨✨
Well, as an atheist, I do not take issue with your verse “everything dies, even god” but some readers might, I suppose. I never thought about stars being dead and their light traveling on. They play such an interesting trick on the mind. I love it Pat!
Thanks so much, Naomi. I do love that art can offend those easily offended… 😈 hehe… as for stars ⭐️? I’ve sadly never had the romantic notions about them that is so popular amongst writers. Weird eh? Cheers, my friend. 🌹🙏🏻🍷✨
Grief is the cruelest of emotions, it takes a grip of our being and won’t let go. However, we are made of universal elements, stardust, so for me the magnificence of the night sky has meaning, we are connected, the universe is me. I will one day return to dust and maybe shine, just a little ⭐️.
Love the poem.
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What a beautiful notion, Sandie. Thanks so much for sharing it! 💙🙏🏻☘️✨✨✨