I took sunbeam scissors and cut the moon from the sky;
peeled off her mirror faces and overlapped them as
moonlight petals. heaven embraced her again, though
she was no longer a reflective celestial body, but a bloom,
and she screamed: 'forget-me-not, O love."
so I fished the sun from space and burned my fingers
folding daylight, severed the purple lining of evening's
beating chest. hyacinths and black-eyed susans blossomed -
but you took no stock in looking up; what was there
worth looking for? polaris fell and the great bear roared;
did you see? did you hear? did you listen? did you look?
no. like a drumbeat on the warpath. no.
we fell from our sky-city, where all the pretty people live;
all around you we fell, like hail, like rain; shooting stars
at the end of a world.
I still don't know who you were.
you died before you could find yourself.
Author notes
prompt 2: word bank. use at least 6 words.
words used:
- scissors *
- moon *
- sky *
- forget-me-not *
- sun *
- purple *
- evening *
- hyacinth *
A contest entry
- You are a walking contradiction with broken stardust irises by rainbows..
1397 points, ended July 17, 27 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
-
This is a very intelligent penning, Poet. Impressive, once more. 
-
Wow. I agree with my co-judge. This is brilliant; the imagery is absolutely stunning. ♥ Thank-you for entering my contest.
-
WOW
Brilliant imagery! This is a wonderful piece. Honestly, just gorgeous. The last lines really end it wonderfully. Thanks for entering it in the contest, and good luck! -
it was really nice
good write
Adding your comment:
