A kingdom of sand castles

feathered sea oats and

wispy clouds

we are the wild rose

etched in the sand.

The scent of Jacaranda

hangs on the air

a stem from a wine glass

wedged between shells

When we are apart my heart

is the wing beat of birds

the dust of supernovas

falling to earth

where the sea meets the sky

and we are star dust

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Rough Waters by Gustav Klimt

153 thoughts on “Dust of Stars

  1. Star dust masterfully woven into beautiful lines that turn to dust of stars. Perfect painting to go with your wonderful words.

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          1. The creatures of the night were active and vociferous last night. Especially the coyotes with their bosque flashmobs making a lot of noise.

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  2. Your poem starts as a feast for the senses, then transforms into a beautifully sad description of being apart. Well composed music. And Klimt is always enjoyed πŸ™‚

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  3. Holly, I may be taking away a different view of your beautiful words, but here goes. Sand castles are fleeting and will wash away, but the heartiness and sturdiness of the sea oats and wild rose are lasting. They are the threads that stand the test of time, especially at the seashore where tides and winds are constant. Keith

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      1. Holly, thanks. That is a nice thing about poetry, it can be construed a little different by the ready. I like it when you and others allow room to maneuver my thoughts. Keith

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          1. Yesterday my friend ( a nurse) lost her mother to COVID after three weeks on a ventilator. a fervent Trump follower (being a red state we have no mandates here ) she and husband never wore masks or attempted to get the vaccine. He managed to pull through but yesterday was her last day. It’s so tragic. πŸ₯² πŸ’•

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          2. Thanks so much for sharing that!! It is so sad for your friend!! It’s sad, but it’s even worse when it’s self inflicted and was preventable – and maybe even worse having her maybe have infected someone else. Florida is so bad, hence why I’m always worried about you and always keep you in my thoughts and prayers!! Texas it appears is a wanna be Florida by having removed all mask mandates and opened up everything 100% – I’m sure Florida and Texas will be paying a steep price after Spring Break and Easter!
            Hope you have a great TGIF. Please stay safe, My Dear!
            πŸ˜ŠπŸ’•πŸ’–πŸŒΉπŸŒΉ

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          1. TGIF and for us here it’s 3 days as this is Clean Monday [or Lent Monday, first day of 40 days leading to our Easter]… not that it’s going to be any different. We’re under a strict lockdown …still.
            β€οΈπŸ’–β€οΈπŸ’–β€οΈπŸ’–β€οΈπŸ’–β€οΈπŸ’–β€οΈπŸ’–β€οΈπŸ’–β€οΈπŸ’–

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  4. It’s a treasure Holly and I do love Keith’s interpretation and your response that it truly is what is in the eye of the beholder.

    It evokes love and beauty no matter how it’s interpreted.
    Lovely!@ πŸ’–

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    1. Thank you Cindy, Keith has extraordinary insight. I love and appreciate his interpretations and he is always on spot! I also love your beautiful comments and thoughts dear Cindy. Sending hugs and love ❀️

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      1. You’re so welcome Holly and you’re so right. I did as well. I’m glad you enjoyed hearing my thoughts of admiration as I always do! Thanks for the hug and love and to you! πŸ€—πŸ’–

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      2. Thanks to you both, Cindy, Holly. I must confess there is a line from a Jethro Tull song “Thick as a Brick” from where I borrowed this thought.

        “The sand-castle virtues are all swept away in the tidal destruction, the moral melee.”

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