write a poem on Jewel in the sky is star
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patty m May 2014
Jewels Of The Sun
Overturned are my
struggles to find the jewels of the sun.
A stealth of time, purveyor of death,
watches me constantly. He is the sole survivor;
bag of bones, a Lazarus, rising from the grave,
his dark half my constant shadow.
Shrouded in mist the ghost moon rises.
I feel snared in its web of dreams.
Null regions, temp idle chance,
The Mirrored Realm on high,
indeterminately drifts.
Dog Chewers battle the Serpentine Lynx'
their violence flares.
Hugging the thorn-bush
I become both pawn and victim,
making frightened noises
while rooted to the spot.
Then a brief interlude as War-birds fly over,
and the hunters flee their domain.
The shore line winds bone-white
past deserted fishermen's shacks as
gulls shriek eerily over a turbulent sea.
Vaporous thought, as a perpetual chill
seeps through my skin,
how I yearn for yesterday's blankets,
but yesterday was years ago.
I slip into oblivion, boulder-gray
blown about in frantic wind gusts.
Suddenly tiny creatures
descend through the darkness;
each small hand holding a glowing ember,
as they flit on tiny wings
offering hope from up above.
I stare, dazzled by sunlit-ice
no mouth of death, this,
but a luminous feeling of well being.
Now descending is a glorious presence
scattering goodness upon the earth.
Two embers she gently places in my hands,
jewels of the sun,
see how they gleam and flicker,
or could they be stars?