Somehow beneath a star-filled sky,
Though the moon shone full and fair...
Someone was softly calling me
On the gentle midnight air.
Sweet fragrance of the evening,
Moonflowers, I thought perchance...
Yet in my soul a beckoning
To join in faery dance.
A gentle breeze caressed my cheeks
As if a part of nature's bliss...
Sweet Lady of the gossamer wings,
You thought to hide your tender kiss.
The dreams we shared as ne'er before
Were gifts more dear than gold,
And through that wonderous night devine,
My heart your wings did hold.
Then quietly as fair morning came,
Sweet rosey child of Dawn...
You whispered in my my sleeping ear,
I woke.... and you were gone.
Written for "Fairytale"
by: Rod Nichols
Blue Star
As I walked across the sky tonight,
I discovered someplace new...
I stumbled onto a lonely star
where all who lived were blue.
They didn't seem to notice me
as I passed among their ranks...
None were looking anywhere
and none were "giving thanks".
So long they'd lived on lonely thoughts
and looked nowhere but "down",
That none among them ever smiled,
but neither did they frown.
They seemed just empty shells
with eyes that could not see...
They lived only "in the past"
and wanted "used to be".
"Dear Friends and Fellow Travelers",
I thought into their hearts...
"Be not dismayed or broken
because you've made false-starts!"
There is no "map" to happiness -
no "charts" or compass true...
We all have made our "detours" -
but don't let it "get to you".
A "wrong turn" need not take you far,
if you don't make it so...
You only have to "turn around"
and "let the shadows go".
Come out into the moonlight -
see such beauty all around...
Too long you've let your wounded soul
look nowhere else but "down".
Look up, Dear Fellow Traveler,
see the magic in all things...
So long you've walked with sadness,
you forgot that you had wings!!
Stand up! Stand tall...
and spread those lovely "feathers"...
Refuse to be a "prisoner"
and shed those "phantom tethers"!!
No "blue star" can hold you
with my wind beneath your wings...
Just close your eyes - release the bonds,
and you can do all things!
And as you're soaring bright and high -
glance back a time or two...
You'll see there is no "blue star" -
just me smiling back at you.
All of the poetry on these pages is original work by me unless otherwise stated.
It may not be copied or reproduced in any form whatsoever without my express permission.
....Thanks!
