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Burning Constellations

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Constellations can’t tell secrets –
revelations deeply secreted in stone steps
that weep as I walk upon them; wailing woes
with wetness and staining soles of shoes.
My soul mirrors sneakers – battered and bruised
but drowning in tears that cannot be told to another.
Imagine that – taking kindness from a light source long gone, like you
are now
No more, the sunshine that warmed my skin. And in
this darkness, amongst silent sorrow and whistling winds
I close my eyes and touch your face. A forgotten purchase of
pictures now passed, embrace with heart – giving stars the strength
to warm me.

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21 responses »

  1. “My soul mirrors sneakers – battered and bruised
    but drowning in tears that cannot be told to another.” – wonderfullysaid! The whole poem had a very nice flow,it was very easy to read and it had drawn me in completely.

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  2. Oh that’s glorious!!

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  3. Dear you. Where have you gone? When will you come back? Sooner the better. I miss poems like this one.

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