you know how sometimes
the stars have a mind
of their own
as they move on their way
to find the best way
to mix with the look in your eye?
in your eyes
i see
the same
© r.e.l. 2/27/11
posted for Poetry Potluck week 24 (2/27-3/5/11)
featured in FREEDOM IN WORDS & ART on redbubble
shared on Ethereal Heights
posted (partial) on Micropoetry
posted on Medium
submitted to The Poetic Bond IIII 7/12/14
image © simeon schatz
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The Great Love is speaking through your heart to us all, Robin. Thank you!
through the stars 🙂
Beautiful and I’m looking starry eyed at the way you have woven these simple words in a great poem!!
thank you … 😉
stars have a mind of their own?
love the idea.
well done.
A++
🙂
yes, they do. 😉
Oh this is just awesome Robin!
I liked it a much- astronomy n romance- oh well- star gazing has always been the lovers’ delight 🙂
Wishing you a nice week ahead
Love xoxox
https://oliviasmindlymatters.wordpress.com/2011/02/28/virtuality/
thanks, olivia… star gazing with the most special stars 🙂
Ooohhh… this was deliciously beautiful, my dear Robin!! So so romantic… and I keep feeling this when I see my hubby’s eyes too… like they are the brightest and the most beautiful stars ever!
I love watching stars (those in the sky ;)…in fact, when I was born, apparently the doctor had told my mom that I was born looking at the sky… (funny thing to say)…but there! Looks like I am living up to what he said…
Enjooooyyyeed this poem a lot!!
so glad.. yes, stars are powerful.
thanks for telling me your story 🙂
as always, your last lines make everything clear…
lovely, so good
i try to be clear myself (well almost 🙂 before i know i’m done
I think that great poems are those about love. This poem is no exception, since it’s one good and solid love poem!
good and solid.. to be compared to the stars …
a piece of heaven robin. beautiful as a star shining in dark night.
heaven to me too …
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