Medusa Waves

Freshman - 585 Points (September 14 / Dallas)

You're The Starry Night, - Poem by Medusa Waves

When faced with a painting, like van Gogh’s starry night and Monet’s red poppies
You feel the air in your chest tighten, your eyes glimmer, you let out a sigh and slight smile
You blink hard, many times, trying to see it clearer because the eyes cannot keep up with the racing heart
You look at each individual brush stroke, imagine the painter painting it, and imagine how he must’ve felt-how he was feeling and seeing life at that moment,
You look at the vibrant colors-feelings of euphoria and elation fill you, your cheeks fluster and you wish a person was with you to experience this moment.
When I first saw you, this is how I felt, you are the illuminating starry night, you are the red poppies, the emerald evergreens, the pastel sky and every stroke of the iridescent moon
I wondered what you thought of/ do you think of the sea, how much it resembles the peaceful emotions you drew from me
What your voice sounded like, it must be as beautiful as soft rain
What you dream of, what you feel like, how you love and what you love…
All these questions, I wondered, as I admired you from behind the glass enclosure
How is it that a painting, a sight, a sound, a touch- - can make one gravitate/ feel like a celestial body
I, only a faintly dim star, am pulled in by your celestial existence.

Topic(s) of this poem: dream, love, passion

Form: Free Verse

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Poem Submitted: Monday, November 2, 2015

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