stardust*a thousand and one memories

...an interlude...

sometimes, wishes are made to give someone a tiny glimmer of hope in this sorry mess of a world.

we don't want all of our wishes to come true. if they do, the magic [and agony] of waiting would disappear, leaving our realities dimmer than before. life won't be interesting anymore.

i have my own wish. i know it won't come true, but, by holding on to that wish, my day brightens. my broken wings slowly begin to heal anew. and, i can face anything.

because with wishes come hope.

~posted by the wing'd dreamer
Thursday, April 8, 2004 @ 11:36 p.m.

poem #6 (my own)

can i call
the concrete paths
covered with blossoms
from wild trees
as my own?

can i call
the fragrant air
as my own?

scented by the
fallen flowers crushed
underfoot by many.

can i call
these fleeting things
as my own?

~posted by the wing'd dreamer
Wednesday, March 31, 2004 @ 03:52 p.m.

poem #5 (purple-gray)

you have purple-gray eyes,
the color of deepening twilight;
somewhere, the evening star shines
from the depths.

~posted by the wing'd dreamer
Tuesday, March 30, 2004 @ 09:41 p.m.

poem #4 (from ***: a gift)

sunrise surprise:
your gift to me today
a minor trifle in your eyes,
brings light to me
my carefully hidden self

you carry no shadows
for me to hide into;
if you find a heart
on my sleeve,
it's the fault of your light.

~posted by the wing'd dreamer
Monday, March 22, 2004 @ 08:18 p.m.

poem #3 (nostalgia)

my eyes linger
on layers of gray dust
gathered on yellowed memories:
age-eaten paper, reminding me
of how my mother's hand felt like
parchment--a testimony of blood, sweat
and tears.

a slight puff of wind
can turn these mementoes into
silver motes shimmering in sunlight;
for the heart to forget...
it is another matter.

~posted by the wing'd dreamer
Friday, March 19, 2004 @ 09:58 p.m.

poem #2 (is love..?)

within me:
purple-colored sunsets
with candy-pink clouds billowing
over fine, white sand dunes
of crushed diamonds

within you:
a bare landscape of starshowers
warm and cold
beautiful and lonely

~posted by the wing'd dreamer
Thursday, March 18, 2004 @ 10:39 a.m.

poem #1 (stardust)

you softly shine
in your own radiance,
like stardust of millenia past.

i bask in your afterglow,
momentarily blinded
by your phosphorescence.

~posted by the wing'd dreamer
Wednesday, March 17, 2004 @ 12:26 p.m.

finished doing the layout for stardust* this page is supposed to contain random notes, poetry, etc. maybe unaddressed "love letters" (kidding!). haha!

~posted by the wing'd dreamer
Sunday, March 14, 2004 @ 10:55 p.m.