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She heard their warnings
felt the sting of their slaps
on the top of her hand.
"Stop! Don't touch them!
They're hot. They'll burn you.
They're sharp. They'll cut you."
And so she withdrew her hand
from the black sky and put it
back into her pocket,
a little stardust on each fingertip.
But she was never satisfied with
just stealing a touch.
No, what they didn't know was
how her hunger grew,
how the rumble woke her
in the night,
how she cried from longing.
No, what they didn't know was
how she always felt a little empty
and how she dreamed of a belly
full of stars.
This is the most beautiful photo... the colour of the flowers reflected in your eyes too.... beautiful Michelle.
The poem is haunting... fabulous also.
Bx
Posted by: Rebecca Geach | March 21, 2007 at 09:08 PM
Really lovely Michelle
Posted by: shona | March 21, 2007 at 10:27 PM
Beautiful post and beautiful photo!
Posted by: DebR | March 21, 2007 at 10:34 PM
Just wanted to let you know you made me cry... your poem is absolutely beautiful and somehow it really described the way i feel.
thank you
Posted by: Julie van Oudheusden | March 22, 2007 at 01:17 AM
beautiful photo...
wow...
and the poem was
fantastic...
i love the last line.
Posted by: gkgirl | March 22, 2007 at 04:10 AM
I love this line,
'a little stardust on her fingertips'
wouldn't it be lovely?
Posted by: kristen | March 22, 2007 at 04:15 AM
just beautiful x x x
Posted by: becoming amethyst | March 22, 2007 at 04:20 AM
for some reason this leaves me wondering about the sound of your voice... I hear so much in your words.
Posted by: gracie | March 22, 2007 at 04:31 AM
I love this poem. I thought for a minute that maybe you wrote it about me.
Posted by: josephine | March 22, 2007 at 05:29 AM
pretty....
Posted by: kelly | March 22, 2007 at 06:34 AM
The wishes of your heart captured in a photo. Really beautiful.
Posted by: Star | March 22, 2007 at 06:41 AM
sigh ... the photo, the poetry, made me smile and cry at the same time ... wonderful
Posted by: daisies | March 22, 2007 at 08:07 AM
Michelle,
I wish we could have a day together to just talk.
great big hugs to you~
Sue
Posted by: Sue Mannel | March 22, 2007 at 08:20 AM
"A little stardust on each fingertip" ending with "a belly full of stars"--YES! I felt your poem rather than read it...can I also say that all of your recent blossom photos are stunning? I'm so glad I checked in and got to see them...
Love,
D.
Posted by: Delia | March 22, 2007 at 09:55 AM
My dear, you are a pocket full of stardust !!!
Posted by: Paula | March 22, 2007 at 11:46 AM
everything here sings
you
poet
star
shine
Posted by: tongue in cheek | March 22, 2007 at 12:07 PM
Utter magic. I love it, so simple and like a fairytale.
Posted by: Sam | March 22, 2007 at 01:54 PM
breathtaking and lovely...the words and the woman...
Posted by: ruby | March 22, 2007 at 05:21 PM
"A belly full of stars" - that will live in me.
Posted by: Jamie | March 22, 2007 at 07:28 PM
Very nice poem. I liked it more than a cookie. You seem like a beautiful friend, or maybe just a flower of more advanced intelligence. Have a nice day and thanks for your work here.
Posted by: Trish | March 22, 2007 at 09:03 PM
" a belly full of stars"
twinkles -
beautiful!
Posted by: sophie | March 23, 2007 at 02:28 PM
this really speaks to me. beautiful words, Michelle.
xoxo
Posted by: Schmoops | March 23, 2007 at 06:12 PM
I felt your words as I read them...I was always told to pull back when I wanted to reach for more of life. I still have the stardust twinkling on my fingertips, wanting more...
Posted by: nel | March 23, 2007 at 10:52 PM
I love the last two lines best...It's so true.
Posted by: emily | March 25, 2007 at 12:58 PM
That's incredibly beautiful. Just stumbled across your blog and found those wonderful and expressive lines.... they match experiences of my own very much.
Thank you for sharing!
Posted by: phoenixfeather | March 25, 2007 at 03:26 PM