They sail the vast night sky
not-men, timeless,
born of stars’ fevered joy.
They explore eternity,
laughing color
and poetry
flies into her broken heart
bringing if and blushing desire
in words so long secret. . .
and ghosts listen,
and smile, remembering this magic
My message from the Oracle–an almost-puente. She made me work for it.
Yesterday and today: Merril's historical musings 
She gave me a puente too…. We both had stars and ghosts, but your message is a gentler one. She gave you the bridging line too. That was the part I added, my bit of the work 🙂
Oh. . .the first message she gave me was really gloomy, so I tried for something else.
Ha ha! And I didn’t. I took the gloomy message she sent and changed word sets to the Nature set for the last stanza to end on a more hopeful note. So we were on the same wavelength again.
So funny! I tried the nature set, too, but went back to the Poet set. 🙂
Whatever we do, she knows what she wants to tell us and gets there in the end.
That is so true!
For some reason, I never think to combine poem messages like that. Maybe next time.
I almost always do that, especially if the poet or original message is a miserable one. The way I see it, she expects me to try the three sets, so there’s always the possibiltiy she’s keeping the happy bit for the nature set. If I don’t use it, I miss part of her message.
Smart thinking. Sometimes I save some messages for my Monday musings.
She probably knows that too 🙂
Hahaha. Yes.
I, of course, had to look up puente…
This was lovely and gentle indeed.
Thank you so much, Dale.
“Laughing color,” I like that! Nicely done, Merril.
We are indeed both sailing the sky…hard not to. She always knows what we need. I’ve been thinking of some lost souls this week, and hoping they are traveling the Milky Way.
I used the original set, after looking at poet and nature and not feeling anything. But I like Jane’s idea of combining. I also have all those magnets and the magnetic board Nina gave me. Choices! (K)
Yes, indeed. It is hard not to. And yes, many choices.
The picture is a good fit. I see those nebulous thoughts, like blue clouds, reaching outward.
Thank you, Ken!
Star-borne ghosts took some work, I’d say
Perhaps–it’s hard to say. 🙂 Thanks, Derrick.
Love this. Great links between stars, sailors, and ghosts. Just so happens as I thinking about sailors as a metaphor recently.
Thank you very much, Frank! Great minds again. 🙂