Through the Skylight

Through the Skylight

A Poem by Chris Shaw

I have loved the stars with fondness,
with passion and delight,
so when I lie here sleepless
I am thankful for their light,
that spangles in the Heavens
and has done all my life.

To those eyes that wink in darkness,
that enter in my room,
that chase away the demons,
the worries and the gloom,
I am thankful for your company
and the shadows you consume.

Through the skylight you are welcome,
at any time of year.
No need to seek an invite
as I'm grateful you appear
and the value that I place on you
is priceless, that is clear.

© 2018 Chris Shaw


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dearest Chris... Stars are wishes waiting to be granted...
shining in the Heavens where loved ones dream.
And when they fall... we recall the Splendor of it all.
Perfect lullaby when Angels sing and bluebells ring in
melodies of the rising Sun. tenderly, Pat

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Dear Pat, so careless of me. I have just come across your beautiful response to my stars poem. Than.. read more
Patricia Wedel

1 Year Ago

Like the Poets now at rest... it is never too late to read a review. It is comforting to know that .. read more
Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

That is certainly a comforting thought to linger on Pat. Sending you warm wishes across the waves.



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I love looking at the night sky and the stars. I feel relaxed and drift into thought calmly.

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

We have that in common then. Sadly we don't get as many clear nights as we used to. Light pollution .. read more
Poetic Beauty

1 Year Ago

I live in a small town and last night after the neighborhood quieted from the fire works I sat outsi.. read more
Oh, I love this! It reminds me of laying in the field behind my house in the summer…all the neighborhood kids…watching the stars. Thank you for those memories!

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Thankyou Suzanne. Please I was able to get you to reflect on those wonderful memories. All good wish.. read more
dearest Chris... Stars are wishes waiting to be granted...
shining in the Heavens where loved ones dream.
And when they fall... we recall the Splendor of it all.
Perfect lullaby when Angels sing and bluebells ring in
melodies of the rising Sun. tenderly, Pat

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Dear Pat, so careless of me. I have just come across your beautiful response to my stars poem. Than.. read more
Patricia Wedel

1 Year Ago

Like the Poets now at rest... it is never too late to read a review. It is comforting to know that .. read more
Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

That is certainly a comforting thought to linger on Pat. Sending you warm wishes across the waves.
A beautiful poem showing us how much the stars mean to you, all the time, in the darkest time when the heart cries out and the you’re filled with delight; they need no invitation, just stay with me.
Lovely Chris
Best, B

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

2 Years Ago

Betty, your reviews are always so thoughtful. Thank you so much.

Chris
The universe is so grand and amazing, I love this awestruck poem pledged to the stars, crazy to think it's there all day and we can't see it, cheers to the beauty of the night!

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

2 Years Ago

Dear Corset, so pleased you enjoyed this old poem out for an airing. Been a star gazer for as long a.. read more
I love looking at the stars, They are mysterious and wonderful to dream upon

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

2 Years Ago

Thank you Kerra. Star gazers we both are. Our heads up in the heavens. Appreciate your visit.
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The stars have kept me in awe for many a year :) I remember conversations with my Dad when I was young about the stars - fascinate me to this day as they do many, lovely piece Chris :)

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

2 Years Ago

Thank you for that lovely share Ruth. Yes, I have been a star gazer since I first became aware of th.. read more
It's these glimpses of the wonders of nature that can lift us from our day by day humdrum and remind us that we are but a tiny cog in the universe. You have caught this feeling well in your poem Chris. The last two years I've spent the night out atop my local hill and had a breathtaking display of rare noctilucent clouds..
Take care.
Alan

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

2 Years Ago

So you too Alan are a star gazer? Mesmerising looking at the night sky. Thank you so much for checki.. read more
This excellent personal welcome to the stars through the skylight is a feeling that must have been shared by the many for as long as men have looked to the stars. When I worked energy in the Powder River Basin, you could pick any clear and moonless night sky and read a newspaper by starlight.
Your strong connection to all natural things around you makes for great reads.

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

2 Years Ago

Thank you Watercress for your encouraging review. Pleased you enjoyed my poem about the night sky. A.. read more
Remanence

2 Years Ago

I wanted to add that your reflect is moving and enjoyable :), and that it reminded me of another "st.. read more
Chris Shaw

2 Years Ago

Thank you so much for adding this. The skylight in my bedroom is just to the left of my bed, so I ha.. read more

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Chris Shaw
Chris Shaw

Berkshire, United Kingdom



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Albert, my paternal grandfather introduced me to Tennyson when I was nine. I have loved poetry ever since but did not attempt writing a single piece until I was 40. It's never too late to try somethin.. more..

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