My night sky

by Jenni   Nov 13, 2011


In the end the sky was
an enigma to myself
and thirsty for new...

yet I can't help but lay here,
wanting to generously fill it
with wishes, desires and
dreams.. unspoken,
still in their maturation.

Maybe it's just
another shooting star -
a fascinating thought,
but not tangible.
Fear to pollute the sky
doesn't vanish.

Some stars shine brighter
than ever, others simply
lost their brilliance,

but all a part of the whole,
maybe somewhat edgy,
nevertheless beautiful
though constellations
are my favorites.

It's time to sate the sky
and to dry its thirst so
I'll liquefy my thoughts.

My poetry book is like
the night sky, some blank
pages, but rich with small
treasures.

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  • 12 years ago

    by xoxShorteexox

    The ending of your poem... fit perfectly with the metaphors and comparisons to the stars. It all seemed to really pull it together with all the playful stanzas that I thought rolled off the tongue beautifully.

    5/5

    -Heather

  • 12 years ago

    by A lonely soul

    I think, the interpretation of this for me is somewhat different than the other readers. So here are my thoughts on this very unique verse, filled with metaphorical syntax:

    My poetry book is like
    the night sky, some blank
    pages, but rich with small
    treasures

    This last stanza is very original, and probably summarizes in a nutshell the poem itself. i.e many unwritten, half-composed, but also some "treasures = wonderful poems."

    In the end the sky was
    an enigma to myself
    and thirsty for new...

    yet I can't help but lay here,
    wanting to generously fill it
    with wishes, desires and
    dreams.. unspoken,
    still in their maturation.

    The above 2 opening stanza's probably answer metaphorically what is in the poet's thoughts. Sky (=my unfilled poetry book pages) ...thirsty for new, but wanting to fill in the sky = blank pages, with ..... more poems filled with unspoken desires, dreams...still in their maturation=unfinished works.

    Maybe it's just
    another shooting star -
    a fascinating thought,
    but not tangible.
    Fear to pollute the sky
    doesn't vanish.

    The fear expressed here in the poets thoughts depicted as a shooting star = bright ideas/thoughts strike, is the inner conflict/fear to use these fleeting ideas/thoughts, as they may "pollute" (=worsen) the "sky" (= rest of the composition).

    Some stars shine brighter
    than ever, others simply
    lost their brilliance,

    but all a part of the whole,
    maybe somewhat edgy,
    nevertheless beautiful
    though constellations
    are my favorites.

    Here I think one is interestingly alluding to the fact that some stars=thoughts/poetic words are brighter than others, and likewise the constellations(groups of stars)=phrases/stanzas are definitely better.

    Its time to sate the sky
    and to dry its thirst so
    I'll liquefy my thoughts.

    And this is what happens when Jenni finally gets around to publish her unfinished work in its final finesse form....out comes perfection....right Jenni!

  • 13 years ago

    by Liliana

    I agree

    "My poetry book is like
    the night sky, some blank
    pages, but rich with small
    treasures. "

    the best one, lovely poem :)

  • 13 years ago

    by Jenna Bella Oldridge

    "My poetry book is like
    the night sky, some blank
    pages, but rich with small
    treasures. "

    Jenni I am sure many writers will relate to the ending of your poem. The poem as a whole is really good but for me it was the ending that stood out the most. Simply beautiful

    5/5

  • 13 years ago

    by Cinnamonspice

    A great flow and amazing images. But the emotion is overflowing making it a wonderful piece

    Connie