wish

wish

A Poem by m.s.early

In the evening,
the sky.
It pales into pastel and gently darkens;
Indigo seeps through the clouds
and one by one the stars reveal themselves.
The brightest and closest first.
A mural of the past
stretches across the holy canvas.
Pin pricks in Indigo.
 
I wonder, grandfather,
what did you see when your
eyes spanned the ancient heavens?
Or your fathers' fathers...
Or the fathers before them.
And grandfather, I wonder,
How do they appear from above?
 
A crystal ship splits the silent sky
Blazing for a timeless moment,
Bursts as it collides with an unsuspecting atmosphere.
To my wandering eyes a distraction.
And in the moment I wish.

© 2014 m.s.early


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we wish in the current moments, but that influence of the past, of our ancestors always rings as close as the feeling of the pin pricks in Indigo...
such a beautifully worded poem.

Posted 9 Years Ago


╰☆╮This is magical, purely magical. I love the words you chose to describe colors, indigo has always been one of my favorite words, haha. Write on!╰☆╮

Posted 9 Years Ago


Can clearly visualize the picture painted by words, the mental picture has great footing on real world,

Posted 9 Years Ago


from above I guess you see the other side of the stars. GRandfathers stars were much the same as out there today. Grandfather ,no doubt, wondered about the same things but perhaps not quite as eloquently and beautifuly as you

Posted 9 Years Ago


Very heart felt and warming sensations when I read this. Bravo.

Posted 9 Years Ago


an Interesting piece. Really enjoyable art and also pleasent. Love to read you my friend.

Posted 9 Years Ago


How interesting to wonder what the stars look like from above them.
Very nice.
This definitely has the x. factor.
Claire

Posted 9 Years Ago


Another incredibly beautiful poem about the sky and nature. Excellent write, Xavier. Thank you for sharing and allowing us to have this vivid imagery in our heads for just a little while... :)

Posted 10 Years Ago


I love your depictions of nature...very beautiful and very vivid yet succinct. A very wonderful tribute to the past.

Posted 10 Years Ago



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