Tag: Star

In Memory of Vicky

On By Dennis McHaleIn Poetry, Relationships, Writing9 Comments

Vicky

 

This poem is dedicated to my dear friend “tersiaburger”
In memory of her beloved daughter, Vicky.

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You and I
are touched by one star.

Wherever you are
we stand together in one light
which no depth or height or distance
can ever dim.

Wherever you are
your light shines;
past time and space
past flesh to thought,
I feel your power.

Wherever you go
the day will dawn
and the star will appear;
for you are a child of this light
and it fosters your heavenly dreams.

In this light, I have found ways
to heal, to bind up,
to tear down the feeble structures
of fear of your absence has
carelessly constructed within me.

You and I
are touched by one star.

In its glowing embrace
we find our true selves;
we find our peace.

Today I may stand alone,

missing you with all my heart
be I stand strong.
Through the corridors of our courage
you have helped me to
discover those eternal lines
of love within myself;
my birthright discovered because

Vicky and I are
touched by one star.

 

A Dark and Distant Star

On By Dennis McHaleIn Motivational, Poetry, Speaking, Travel, Uncategorized, War, WritingLeave a comment

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My sleep is bathed in fearful sweat;
each night a pitched battle between
all that I’ve loved and all that I’ve lost.

My dreams betray me.
Treasonous vignettes spinning through the night
like mismatched pieces of a puzzle:
no matter how desperately I press one vision into another,
it will not lock, and the picture remains incoherent.

When morning breaks, I arise once more
into the cool, grey fog  of isolation.
Cold and shivering,
uncertain, and empty.

Unfocused, confused,
eyes pasted shut with broken sleep
and a mouth of stale cotton.

Each day is spent in a stumbling stupor
of regret and indecision.
Like a bird on broken wings,
my thoughts fall aimlessly before me.
I am tired and disillusioned.
I am conscious but cannot see.

I exist in darkness descending
and tomorrow’s light is a dark and distant star.

A Dark and Distant Star

On By Dennis McHaleIn Poetry, Uncategorized1 Comment

” Every poem has a soul, the soul of the person who wrote it and the soul of those who read it and dream about it.” – dlmchale

My sleep is bathed in fearful sweat; each night a
pitched battle between all that I’ve loved and all
that I’ve lost.

My dreams betray me. Treasonous vignettes spinning
through the night like mismatched pieces of a puzzle:
no matter how desperately I press one vision into another,
it will not lock and the picture remains incoherent.

When morning breaks, I arise once more into the cool,
grey fog of isolation. Cold and shivering, aching and
empty. Unfocused and confused, eyes pasted shut with
broken sleep and a mouth of stale cotton.
.
Each day is spent in a stumbling stupor of regret and
indecision. Like a bird on broken wings, my thoughts fall
dangerously about me. I am tired and disillusioned. I am
conscious but cannot see. I exist in a pale light descending
and tomorrow’s hope is a dark and distant star.

One Star

On By Dennis McHaleIn Poetry, UncategorizedLeave a comment

You and I
are touched by one star.

Wherever we are
we stand together in one light
which no depth or height or distance
can ever dim.

Wherever we are
our light shines;
past time and space
past flesh to thought,
we feel its power.

Wherever we go
the day will dawn
and the star will appear;
for we are children to this light
and it fosters our childhood dreams.

In its light, we have found ways
to heal, to bind up,
to tear down the feeble structures
of fear and hate
carelessly constructed within us.

You and I
are touched by one star.

In its glowing embrace
we find our true selves;
we find our peace.

Today we may stand alone,
be we stand strong.
Through the corridors of our courage
we have helped one another
discover those eternal lines
of love within ourselves;
our birthright discovered because

You and I are
touched by one star.