(A poem about life – Blog writing challenge)
We hold time in our hands,
The soft ticking continues as the day unfolds.
The memories manifest, creating a kaleidoscope of good and bad.
Colours blend as day ends and night begins.
Twenty-four hours, many spent sleeping, rushing, worrying,
not enough wondering, creating, expressing or loving.
Slowly spinning as the past meets the present and the present meets the future.
Breathing in the warmth of your skin,
your eyelashes flutter like petals, sleeping.
I stare into the dusty black room.
Light creeps through the blinds.
Hitting the wall with its luminous glow.
A romantic feeling pulses through the layers of my skin.
I am optimistic that no other being will
make me feel the way you do.
We are walking stardust,
bound together by emotion.
A dream catcher hangs at the end of our bed.
An origin that negativity can be captured
and rays of light can be bestowed upon
a sleeping mind.
It watches, protects, believes
The infinity of our love,
This is one of the poems from my final poetry portfolio at university. The poem is in its early stages, we are learning about innovative forms and how poetry can be presented in a different way this year and my idea with this poem, is to write the different stanzas on small pieces of paper, hole punch them and attach them to a dream catcher with string. I will post a photograph in a few months of the final piece but for now… this is the first draft of my poem Walking Stardust.