Her hands rise up in front
of the lantern’s white light
palms spread ready
to become a startled rabbit
a howling wolf, and with thumbs
linked, a great bird of prey that
flies towards her shadowed head
and disappears into the radiantfall
of her hair while outside small creatures are drawn
to her light together with
a perfect star that shines each nighta little less bright than her aura
Her poems are exquisite acoustic spaces limpid, consistently and gently startlingmore serious than they seem revealing
all the worlds that are, and ever were
existing for maybe thirty seconds
or two minutes of imaginative possibility
suspended in space and time
I want to write love on her arms as she was created to love and be loved to know and be known
to wake to the human condition,
to mystery beauty tragedy and lossI want to ask questions about moments
and seasons and cycles that come as thieves
and mean to stay, only to be told
that pain is real, but then so too is hope…
♥
When youdie, I hope that someone
will choose a star, and name it after you
so that you will know
that you are not abandoned or forgotten
and shouldI die first choose a star
and name it after me
so that we may shine down
forever unafraid
linked together
in darknessand perfect silence
Bright Star
©crisstiena
Author notes
For Wanda, who is always there, shining like a bright star...
http://allpoetry.com/Night%20Hope
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A contest entry
- 10001 reasons to write like Night Hope by MuddyKing.
10001 points, ended January 12, 7 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
critical reviews welcome, but BE NICE
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he once had a star named after him
by a brother he wished forgotten
a gift given before time remembered
before the love was lost
before the dying
he looks into the darkening sky
for that constant reminder shining
in the constellation Lyra
and casts a wish upon it
hoping for a black hole
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Lovely poem, by the way. I liked the feelings that were in it. They were nicely said..
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Crissy...Welcome to my newest list, which will eventually become the longest one, I know. It's called "Best of the Best: My Very Favorite Poems on AP ". You will be there many times, I'm quite sure. You belong there, Woman. 
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I love you, crissy. You know I do. Always have, always will. "To Infinity & Beyond." 
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this is Wanda, each word, phrase, and heartfelt sentiment
perfect in every way
beautiful as hope itself
peace and hugs
Muddy
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forgive me i don't feel i have anthing adequate to say by way of critique. but i have to say i absolutely love what you did here...while it would be pointless for me to try and explain why. most excellent
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Thank you
It's great to hear from you.
~ crissy
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"so that we may shine down
forever unafraid
linked together
in darkness
and perfect silence"
Of course, this is my newest favorite of yours. Even of all the ones you've written for me. And that, m'Lady, is a tough call, considering how very beautiful they ALL are. You are such a dear, sweet, kind, knowing, wise, understanding, loving spirit, my Friend. You know how you can know some people for years, but never really KNOW them, while with others, you can barely have looked into their eyes & feel you know them instantly? I haven't even had the pleasure of looking into your eyes or hearing your voice, yet I have no doubt that they are as lovely as you are. I just know it. I don't envy Richard one whit, judging this contest. So far, you all deserve platinum, in my opinion. Nicolette has a saying, about "writing towards the light". You have certainly achieved that here, Sweet Scribe. She also (constantly) says that my "heart has many rooms". Well, Gir'Fren', you've got a suite reserved in your name. I wish we weren't so far away, mileage~wise. I would love to sit down & have a cup with you. Or a glass. 
Your choice. With this poem, I think you have captured much of my spirit ~ not just the obvious hope, but the underlying sorrow that earned it, the strength that belies the fear beneath it, the heart that keeps beating no matter how much it may hurt. You've seen my shadows, my clouds, my dawn, my noon, my sunset, my midnight. You've heard me weep or sing silently when no one else could. Sighhh...Love you, Woman. Good luck in the contest. Thank you so much for sharing your gift not only with me, but with the world. We NEED it.
Happiest of holidays to you & yours.
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No other female poet has ever (nor could they ever) touched my heart as you have.
You have no idea how much I wish for those things too... a girl needs another girl in the way men will never understand.
One day, darling...
~ crissy ♥
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I'll be back as soon as I can with my REAL comment, m'Lady...until then,,,
HOMAGE...
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eloquently worded, but then so too is hope - thank goodness for hope...
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