A poem for my friend in the stars

Peace stretches endless, a gaping wound, and surges like butchered blood; solace is bare.
Like shadows consuming all, there are visions that dissolve gaunt, but my heart remembers yours.
At times, like words upon my tongue,
I stumble, plunging
Awkward and uneasy without-

Jewelled fancy of future passions shatter, and spill in scalding tears; your now is ever.
Like darting moths to light, there are instants that pass us, but your memories are mine.
At times your eyes beneath the smoke
Ask me to burn again,
Craving, howling to keep.

I need your naked hand like blossoms need nature’s glow,
Or maybe, as certain as sunset is soon forgotten and the next will draw.

Sparks of cindered timber jolt as gusts desire, and soar like falling wishes; night is glittered.
Like infinite mornings of life, there are things that fade far, but our love reaches.
At times, like leaves across the wind
You drift away with me,
Senses adoring in all you give.

I need your naked hand like blossoms need nature’s glow-
As certain as sunset is soon forgotten and the next will draw.


Bessie Blore - 2008