"stargirl" poems
her tightrope
was a feather,
balance weighing
on the tips of wings
held suspended
above the ground
summer skin
taut
against her bones,
thousands of stars
threaded beneath
each of her freckles
she found solace
in satellites,
the man in the moon
winking from his place
among the planets
she felt
galaxies
coursing through
her veins, the Milky Way
bubbling up
from her belly
and
somewhere
within --
tiny heartbeats
mirroring the shower
of asteroids
falling
from the sky
Apr 11, 2012
Apr 11, 2012 at 5:53 PM UTC
scatter my body among the stars
let me float nameless in the sky
so your eyes may never know me
and your mind will be whole and free
but I’ll feel your gaze
burning bright (as always as always)
from your bench in the garden
giving me whatever meaning you decide
Jan 3, 2019
Jan 3, 2019 at 9:39 PM UTC
She is my light
in every pitch black evening.
Her light cuts through every angle
brightening up
each part of me.
She is my only guide
the star I follow
to a final destination
of home, of happiness
of eternal warmth and security.
She is my inspiration.
The reason I wake up everyday
with purpose, with intent
of becoming a better me.
The reason, I go to sleep
with a smile.
For every slumber,
comes another morning
which means a day closer to her.
She is my stargirl. :)
She is loved.
She is yearned for.
She is worth waiting
and risking for.
Yours and only yours, Anne.
Your Mims
Nov 3, 2013
Nov 3, 2013 at 10:20 AM UTC
Allow
me to
fly
far in
your
arms
as the
leaves
in the
wind,
I soar
in the
tides
of the
sky,
I am
lost in
the
skies
above,
my soles
touch the
clouds,
the gaze
of my soul
has seen
and known
each thing
as you,
deep is
its song
in colors
of stars,
indigo
and
art,
I touch
the white
fields,
and,
there
you are,
the breath
of your
embrace
opens,
I am lost,
the roses
in your
eyes hold
me close,
understand how you
take my
heart
as your
silent
whisper
and call,
“stargirl,
awaken
in the
chests
of those
who had
never
known
of their
light”
I ask,
“how
can they
not know
of it”, to
which you
answered,
“the
broken
souls,
they seek
and know
not of how
it was
always
there”
your
words
became
my wings
opening, to the
darkness,
I cry,
“surrender!”
and all
became
love,
the only
home.
Nov 7, 2021
Nov 7, 2021 at 6:11 PM UTC
What do you want to grow up?
A StarGirl!
"A StarGirl you shall be",
they said giving spraying neon paint on me
and letting me stand in the night.
But when I stood there
they asked me again,
"Are you happy?"
I couldn't answer.
I was too busy shining to know.
They washed the paint off me
and painted the earth all over me,
lying me down, pined to the ground.
"Are you happy, now?"
I couldn't answer.
Jun 13, 2012
Jun 13, 2012 at 2:46 AM UTC
In the right place
At the right time
On the right day
In the northwest sky
You can see star girl
You can't always see her
But she's there
Oh, she's there
People admire Stargirl from far away
But no one sees Stargirl
They see 10,000 lights
All suspended up in the sky
No one sees the 10,000 ***** of gas burning
They burn explosively emitting blasts of passion
But no one sees those
No, one sees her fire
They see Stargirl
Shining in the sky
But not her fire
Oh, not her fire
They see Stargirl
Perched upon a constellation
They see her perch
But what they don’t see is how precarious it truly is
They don’t see the immense amount of weight
The weight she balances
It’s as if, if she moved
The world would come crashing down around her
They see the planets the constellations and the stars
They see the glitz and the glam
The pretty things
What they don’t see is the void she floats in.
Nobody asks about the pressure
Only she, remembers the excruciating pressure.
Because all stars shatter
Before they show their true colors.
She can only hope
That one day somebody will look
With their mind
Not their eyes
And see all of her
Not just the parts that shine
Sep 26, 2019
Sep 26, 2019 at 3:53 PM UTC
The train
flew past us,
we were there,
waiting for our
time, until,
he walked
towards
where I
was to
be found,
he nestled
my body
In his
arms,
I looked up,
gazing
deeply,
I Iistened
as he
said,
you are
the one
who has
not yet
known
the truth,
I will tell
you, the
one who
has been in
tears, when
you are broken,
you will always
remember,
to love who
you are
and others,
the untold
story lies
beneath,
bring the
torn fabric
and sew
your heart
back together,
you will heal,
as I have always
done, you will
forget the dew
falling, and heal,
only then, will you
see how love is
unconditional,
when you see
with the heart
rather than
the eyes,
you will
see true
beauty,
let the
lost
clouds
come
together,
hold hands
and make
them feel
special,
warm them
with your
heart and
gently
place a
tissue on
their tears,
touch their
souls and
hold them
close, how
you want to
be loved is
how people
will love you,
you will look
at the night
with them
and say, we
are lanterns
of the sky,
filling the
oceans of
the universe
with the
galaxies
in our hearts,
we are more
luminous than
we think we are,
as the butterfly
unaware of the
delicacy of its
wings, resting
under the sun,
we are roses
opening
for the love
awaiting them,
yet, these hearts
are unaware
of how they
call for their
soulmates,
not knowing
their names,
rather, the
wind was
already within
the leaves,
creating the
music they
have known
before, the
tides becoming
one, as your
hand becomes
the pulse
of this heart
of mine, I
want you
to listen
when I say,
you are a
infinite light
shining
through
the cracks,
you are,
the one
and only,
stargirl.
Jul 18, 2018
Jul 18, 2018 at 3:50 AM UTC
I'm a girl of stars not hearts
I shine in the dark
Yes I explode cause I can't take the heat
If you need me to I'll repeat
I'm not romantic and yes I can be mean
So cold it burns
Guess you earned the golden heart
But the glitter was just a collage of art
And when you erase
There is nothing left
You see this black mess
It's just a void
I took my crayons and glitter and gold
And tried to decorate my heart and soul
I'm a girl of stars not hearts
Either way I'm torn apart
But I think I'm good I'll just stick to my golden art
Sep 2, 2017
Sep 2, 2017 at 9:57 PM UTC
Sunflower face
Bright eyes
Gorgeous smile
Sister golden hair
She says
To call her Stargirl
She's free
She's the warmth in a spring breeze
Yellow all around her
A halo of light surrounds her
Rainbow lights
Lift her up
Like a hammock
Being carried
By invisible forces
Up
Higher and higher
Into the true blue
Of an endless sky.
Jan 4, 2018
Jan 4, 2018 at 5:55 PM UTC
I love space
If that isn't obvious
By now
It's magical
The constellations
The stars
The vastness
The beauty
I love space
It reminds me of you
Constellations
Remind me
Of the freckles
Dappled across
Your porcelain-like skin
Planets
Such as Neptune or Uranus
The captivating blue
Reminds me
Of your bewitching eyes
Stars
Remind me
Of you
Radiant and glimmering
Luminating the darkest hours
When I need it
Most
You're my stargirl
Brightening up my night
With your glimmer and shine
I love space
It reminds me of you
Apr 24, 2018
Apr 24, 2018 at 3:08 AM UTC
Television makes it sound like a fun, 30-60 minute adventure into the lives of our favorite comedy or drama characters. But not for me. For me, an episode swells up through my soul and eats me from the inside out. The story doesn't get a comic relief, or a satisfying arc.
All it gets is cyclical, depressed me.
Where creativity and dreams once thrived, there lives a barren waste of hopelessness. Its like my body is in constant phasing shifts between dimensions. One place, I'm normal. I'm a writer in a dry spot trying to figure out where to go from here. Another, the world and my mind are boundless and I could be on the precipice of becoming exactly who I want to be, whoever she may be. And the last, everything's been gutted and that shadow of a woman dreaming has been reaped of her happiness; there's nowhere good on the horizen, only desolation.
If my moods were a television series, they'd only leave fans dissatisfied and sad. They get to watch a hopeful stargirl dream of the universe only for her body to crush her mind from the inside. Its like watching her sharply get possessed, like watching a hopeful underdog tale with the ghost looming quietly in every shot. Before anyone would know it, this star story turned into a horror-fest.
Like this, I'm so tired. I'm not someone wanting to make the world better. I'm not a writer with big, celestial dreams. I'm not a woman on the cusp of adulthood and the truths of her future.
I'm a wanderer, lost in the nuclear fallout of her own head. And its exhausting.
That's not an episode anyone really ever wants to see.
Oct 22, 2018
Oct 22, 2018 at 1:58 PM UTC
some day
you will dance among stars
but for now
you must walk with men
Sep 20, 2017
Sep 20, 2017 at 11:29 PM UTC
Spending all this time on the cruel leaves an overall bad feel to my soul
Compassion my love
You come from trans-cen-dental love
Heart space and open chakras
I ignore anything but all
Vipassana practices I pray
Baby girl, you're the world
You catch clouds all along the sway
Across the way and okay
Mindful count as the stars crawl and fall
And make a sound out of manner
Cause I'm your Stargirl
Here to shine and brighten in these very dark times
Baby boy, I’m your girl
Here to shine and brighten in these very dark times
Baby boy, I’m your girl
Jan 12, 2022
Jan 12, 2022 at 8:00 PM UTC
Dear Edward,
[When]
In Search of Lost Time[,]
[Try} Looking Through the Glass Of Mice and Men
Anne of Green Gables
'Knew Why the Caged Bird Sings
[While] The Great Gatsby
[had]
Great Expectations
[in]
A Tale of Two Cities
[T'was]
Steel-heart[ed]
[but]
Insufferable
Ida B.
[friended]
Jane Eyre,
Emma,
Rebecca,
Matilda,
Heidi,
Robinson Crusoe,
Frankenstein,
Dracula,
Ulysses,
Pippi Longstocking,
Othello,
Hamlet, [and]
Sherlock Holmes-
[and?]
The Catcher in the Rye
Something Wicked This Way Comes[-]
I've Been Told There'd be Cake
[but alas, too late-]
Things Fall Apart
As I Lay Dying
...
Far From the Madding Crowd
Tender is the Night
The Grapes of Wrath
[is found when]
Looking for Alaska
[with]
The Fault in Our Stars[...]
[a.k.a.]
Romeo and Juliet
To **** A Mockingbird
[thy needs a temperature of]
Fahrenheit 451
[One more thing-]
Pride and Prejudice
[is]
Deathless
[Okay, fine, more than one:]
The Witch of Blackbird Pond
[was at]
The Last Book Party
[so were the]
Invisible Monsters
[and]
The Lord of The Flies[.]
[In the]
Dying of the Light[,]
Divergent
[and]
Breathless[,]
[emerged]
The Lightning Thief
...
[Ultimately, in the end]
[strikethrough "And Then"] There Was None
Love,
Stargirl
Apr 28, 2020
Apr 28, 2020 at 4:35 PM UTC
The sensitive soul
Fated to journey
The blinding dust of earth
Through the spirit unseen
Like a porcelain angel
A stargirl cries
Tears of light
The noble language of eyes
A pearl of wisdom
The blessing in every curse
A long dark dream to a sun-filled day
Must hope die here
In this land of tears
To water our future gardens.
Gypsy
Dec 19, 2020
Dec 19, 2020 at 1:10 PM UTC