Ghost of Jupiter

Ghost of Jupiter

A Poem by John the Baptist Unbaptised

While in your arms
I discovered the nepula of your
beauty already destroyed

You were the brightest in the sky
but I was tired of beauty

The blueish-green ghosts of
Jupiter
that could have formed an
imaginary outline around my
heart

Became, as any other celestial
sphere, a goddess or
mythological creature looking
down on me from the outside

The boundaries, that together we
could have destroyed became the
limits of love’s construction

And we became the genitive
form of a lost constellation
that no one would speak of again

© 2019 John the Baptist Unbaptised


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This feels so enchanting, beautifully crafted poetry.

Posted 10 Months Ago


and only beauty? not enough if it is just on the outside...no matter compelling...when one is not also beautiful on the inside it is repelling...
something to never speak of again.
j.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Seriously impressive... as the title implies, so otherworldly and powerful, like a vividly remembered dream. A hypnotic command of words 😯

Posted 1 Year Ago


John the Baptist Unbaptised

1 Year Ago

Thanks Kathleen 🙏🏻 so very kind of you!

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Added on September 15, 2019
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