
Stars
An ancient star’s smile, ghost eyes,
that dazzle, ferocious heart-fire
blue shifting magic–
a poem of eternity,
a poem of now and always,
a laugh from when
asking me
if I need
to remember
the champagne sails fluttering on the night sea,
kissed by the cosmos
there and not-there. Like you.
My poem from the Oracle. I kept getting “death” from the usual tiles, so I switched to the old tiles. Then when I thought it would be a poem to celebrate my sister’s birthday, it turned into one about my mom. So, there we are, back to death. You can’t argue with the Oracle!
You had me in the cosmos … well …. until I read your closing paragraph. Then I read it again. Perfect! …. Your choice of Starry Night is right on. Interesting, we were in Arles, the place where Van Gogh did many of his paintings. There is a spot marked as the spot where they believe Van Gogh placed his easle for this painting. Happy Birthday to your sister!
Thank you very much, Frank. Arles must be an interesting place to visit. I prefer this Starry Night to the more famous one. 😊
Happy Birthday to your sister! The painting is perfect with the poem. We never stop missing our moms!
Thank you very much, Linda. So true.
What an artist Vincent was! Very thoughtful writing 👍
Thank you very much!
That last line brought it all home for me.
Thank you very much, Liz!
You’re welcome, Merril.
You had the blue too 🙂 But much stranger (seems to me) you tried to avoid death (and couldn’t) and we laughed about the sausage that you won’t use. I turned it into a seal, a seal leading the dead home. Our poems are completely entangled 🙂
Oh, you are so right! And we both had sails.
never argue with the oracle, just accept it and things will fall into place as they are meant to. you are very good at doing this
Thank you so much, Beth! I appreciate that.
This gave me chills. Those ghosts…I am feeling them too.
My art could be superimposed on your words seamlessly. (K)
Thank you very much! I feel like November is more the time of ghosts than October.
You are right about your art.
I think that’s true. November is really the pivot for me.
The warm days now are lovely, but sort of disconcerting with the November light.
Yes, I agree. It’s unnatural.
Beautifully done – making us look at a familiar image with fresh eyes
Thank you so much, Derrick. I’m pleased it does.
I particularly love – poem of eternity – Van Gogh has inhabited much of my life (my middle name is after him). Thank you for the postscript too, agreed never argue with the oracle.
Thank you so much, Paul.
That’s interesting about your middle name. Is your first name for another artist– Cézanne?
I’m glad you agree wit not arguing with the Oracle. 😏
Amazing indeed. Happy birthday to her. 😀
Thank you!
Welcome!
I love how the Oracle determines where you are going, whether you want to or not 🙂 Don’t fight her and you get these beautiful results!
Thank you!
Yes, there’s really no point in fighting her. 😊
You’ve proven that time and time again 😉
😄
It seems the Oracle will always have her way, and gift beautiful poetry!
Thank you very much, Ingrid! 😊
Yes, you can’t argue with the Oracle.
It’s an evocative painting. I drew a gown inspired by it.
It is pointless to argue with her! 🙂
I think maybe you mentioned that before about the gown. It must have been beautiful.