Inspired (for the Sylvia Plath June Contest) by Kimberly BareWindswept into
waiting sky,
shadows play past
the stars in his eyes.
Watching from towers
over sleepy towns,
secretly smiling
as so many frown.
Wishing on stardust
to blow on through
and carry them on
to someplace new.
This sleepy town,
a fantasy land,
created by his
magical hand.
Wonder if they
could ever tell
that hope rose up
where these stars fell? 06/17/2004 Author's Note: For the Vincent Van Gogh painting.
Posted on 06/18/2004 Copyright © 2025 Kimberly Bare
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