When the Stars were Bright

When the Stars were Bright

He wooed her when the stars were bright,

she liked the way he smiled at her.

He kissed her first one moonlit night–

she thought, “he is my future.”

 

She liked the way he smiled at her,

not knowing then his smiles would fade.

She thought, “he is my future,”

forgetting daylight darkens to evening shade.

 

Not knowing then his smiles would fade

when hardship came in winter cold,

forgetting daylight darkens to evening shade

and so, her youthful dreams remained untold.

 

When hardship came in winter cold,

he packed a bag and sailed away,

and so, her youthful dreams remained untold

to him, but she was glad he had not stayed.

 

He packed a bag and sailed away.

She remembered the things she had not said

to him, but she was glad he had not stayed,

caressing her belly as she lay on their bed.

 

He kissed her first one moonlit night

(she remembered it so well.)

He wooed her when the stars were bright–

to their babe, that’s all the story she’d tell.

 

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Joseph Noel Paton, “Hesperus, the Evening Star, Sacred to Lovers,” 1857 [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

This is for dVerse. Björn asked us to write a poetic narrative. Jane and Kerfe have me thinking of pantoums.

I wrote this while listening to the Kavanaugh hearings. . .it started out much darker. . .

 

 

 

 

 

35 thoughts on “When the Stars were Bright

  1. I like that you did not go darker, this flowed so beautifully, I am glad she was glad he never stayed, those whose smiles have faded must be let to go with blessings and grace, love the form you wrote with, with each stanza she gets stronger

  2. Merril, I liked how you edited it and brought some light into it. It is sometimes hard to not be dark, gloomy with so much coming forth. Finally transparency and truth, I believe are best and will be better for our future generations. Have a lovely weekend! 🌻

  3. I think the whole world was captivated by the Kavanaugh hearings, which no doubt caused many to revisit episodes long buried in the attic of their brains. Good write!

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