elysabeth faslund

Rookie (11/23/49 / Thibodaux. Louisiana)

Star Journeys: Vivace - Poem by elysabeth faslund

It came down, in the end, to starlight...
Dusted lashes blinking,
Eyes trailing intricate arms of galaxies,
Thinking with breaths of blood,
Eons of blood...
One second...one life.
Wait for me,
I will meet you at the edge of dawn.

It came down, in the end, to starlight...
Raised hands translucent,
Nails embedding tenuous holds
As universes streamed past...
The footprints...
One song...one time.
Talk to me,
I will tell you of the edge of dawn.

It came down, in the end, to starlight...
Etching flame-aura shadows
Around ancestors, scarred and sleek...
For laws bound to the
Beginning...the end.
Walk with me,
We go to the edge of dawn.

And there, sit with our kind, the home
We always sought...
Beyond the speed of sight...
In our hands the while...
There to greet us at the Door
Forever open...starlight.

Comments about Star Journeys: Vivace by elysabeth faslund

  • Dr.subhendu Kar (11/26/2007 10:45:00 AM)

    Eons of blood...
    One second...one life.
    Wait for me,
    I will meet you at the edge of dawn...........................yet a marvel in the histories of poems that sings a cuckoo`s song yet on the edge of the golden dust, i like it too much with a credit of 1o+, thanks for sharing
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  • (11/22/2007 3:52:00 PM)

    Your vivace images tumble from the page in explosive bursts of Wagnerian song. The finale is more personal - a reflective resting place from the firmament of beginnings and endings. Wonderful poetry. love, Allie xxxx (Report) Reply

  • (11/13/2007 3:57:00 AM)

    Elysabeth, this is one stunning write, absolutely gorgeous. I'm adding it to my fav's. 10 for you.... HG: -) xx (Report) Reply

  • (11/13/2007 1:50:00 AM)

    You got me all starry-eyed.... t x (Report) Reply

  • (11/12/2007 6:55:00 PM)

    The dry spell you have spoken of has been broken as this is a powerful piece of work. Happy you asked me to read it. If your dry spell is indeed over I look forward to more of your amazing poetry.
    T.M. :)
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  • (11/12/2007 5:45:00 PM)

    A ravishing festival of time and movement. I love the immense scale connecting galactic time, ancestry and the cycling of dawn and starlight to the lives we are given to live. Molto vivace I say! (Report) Reply

  • Trade Martin (11/12/2007 5:27:00 PM)

    Sounds like an expensive new perfume......, let me think about it and see what the snake's opinion is....! ! ! You realize I have no view...., I'm just a copy-cat....! ! ! Best, T.M.. (Report) Reply

  • (11/12/2007 5:02:00 PM)

    Elysabeth, the muse still holds your hand and surely guides your pen. Simply breathtaking... Rgds, Ivan (Report) Reply

  • (11/12/2007 4:16:00 PM)

    A wonderfully well written and evocative poem Elysabeth, lovely use of words and a very powerful piece. Thank you for sharing it. Take care and have fun. David x (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, November 12, 2007

Poem Edited: Sunday, April 24, 2011

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