I stand and gaze upon my unfamiliar face
I find it hard to look into my eyes
And view a distance that transcends the skies
I miss the panorama of the stars
And long to see the light within them glow
I will settle even for a glimmer
For even cooling embers give a glimmer
Though sadness etches time across the face
Oh how I miss that lovely glow
That once emanated from those eyes
The light of a million stars
Can never again light up these skies
Would that I could fly to those skies
And capture in a bottle all that glimmer
Once flashing from those dying stars
To look into this face
Into those eyes
Oh how they once did glow
Like candles glow
Like summer skies
Those flashing eyes
That glittering glimmer
The youthful face
And golden stars
I’d love to skip and dance among the stars
Swallow moonbeams and glow
And then how radiant my face
Would shine my light into the endless skies
What a glimmer
In those eyes
Those darkened eyes
Which see no stars
Which sense no glimmer
No more do they glow
Just empty skies
A sullen face
When did the light depart from those eyes which for so long did warmly glow?
When did the darkness overtake the stars which once did sparkle as diamonds in the skies?
What would I give to once more see that glimmer when I gaze into this face.
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Caddo Veil is a wonderful poet who blogs here at wordpress and I was inspired by her writing, to attempt this poetry challenge. A sestina is a rather complex and structured poem whereas most of what I do is fairly free-flowing. In this case, unlike all my other poems on this blog, the sentiments expressed did not flow from the mindset I was in at the time I wrote it, but rather it was an exercise in playing with pre-selected words as one might play at arts and crafts.
Serve Him in the Waiting 
Oh my goodness, oh my goodness!!! Bravo, sweet girl! I was planning to attempt a sestina, but now I’m not so sure. This is so lovely, but sad too–if it’s a true reflection, and not a work of fiction. But even if it’s true, you have blessed and cheered my day abundantly–I can’t believe this! You’ve done a wonderful job–such greatness–thank you, thank you, thank you for sharing this with all of us! Will send up prayers for you~~much love, sis Caddo
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Most of my writing does spring from my emotion of the moment in which I write, however, not so in this case. Though some sentiments do touch on fleeting feelings of my past, this particular poem was an exercise in stretching my wings and the pure enjoyment of playing with words like one might play at arts and crafts. I definitely see why you love it so much and I look forward to exploring some more. Doesn’t hold a candle to your work, Sis Caddo!
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