Resting in the Stars

constellations

 

 

 

 


Sometimes feelings stir and

they can’t be labeled. They throw
confusion into your domain, but
reality offers them no home. So
the sun sets for the moon; then
it rises again. But what does this
have anything to do with clarity?
I do know those feelings stay
balanced within the constellations
because of the beautiful atmosphere.
I mean, wouldn’t you stay there, too?

LScott 2017
Photo: Google

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How long has it been
Since my life was rearranged
And the pattern of my breathing
Was drastically changed?

How many minutes have ticked away
Since your sky merged into mine
And all that surrounds me has vanished
With no measure of time?

In the vast darkness way up high
We find shelter under the moon
In our hearts, minds, and souls
We find ourselves marooned

LS 2016

(a little bit of romance)

 

Mirage

His mind floated through life
where it couldn’t be stopped,
even his logic kept flight

Her face controlled his dreams
as he struggled between the
crevices of reality
below the moon’s supervision

He desired to write poetry,
wordless poetry on her silky skin,
how the touch and taste of her
would be rich to his spirit

But knowing she was far out of reach,
her whispered kisses
wove softly through his fingers

 Lauren Scott © 2016

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Strolling through
the hallway,
following the aroma,
eager for the taste
and dreading updates,
I’m on a cloud,
hoping for a
dreamworld…
silly girl, because
the broadcaster speaks
about death (again),
and now
with a tainted mindset,
my heart aches
just like days past
and I wonder
when this madness
will ever end

Lauren Scott © 2016