Poetry: Where The Stars Come From

Inspired by this photograph by Marc Nugent, Member/Photographer of the Northport Arts Association. We are studying the works in the Starry Night (Dark Sky) show currently hanging and writing poetry that emerged from our studies. Here is mine today. Fitting as we have just learned that fellow member/artist, Gene Rantz passed today, just a few weeks after his beloved wife Judy passed. They were a helluva love story….

Where The Stars Come From

I know where the stars come from

They’re the rising sparks 

That floated up 

From the bonfires of our love-

Each brush of fingers

Sparked and jumped

Every time we touched

I saved them all

And made a gift to the sky-

Selfish in the giving-

Sent to where I could still 

see them burning

You’re gone now-

Decades on

Still young and perfect

dancing with the embers

And I am still here

Looking up

Not so young or perfect

But, I have a million stars-

Evidence of us

It’s OK.

I’ve just loved you from over here

Poetry: From Nothing

from nothing                 by mimi difrancesca ©2021

the unseeable

between 

everything- 

that 

dark matter-

that blackness 

beside the stars-

the infinitesimal space 

between the smallest of particles-

that is where I began

moving out from nothing

taking physical form for 

this brief dance

and then-

i will leave a shimmering trail

of light and spark

behind when i return 

to where i began-

i am something

from nothing