Freckles

Constellations glazed her cheeks

And graced her button nose

Leo and Orion’s Belt

Penned in perfect prose

 

As if a brave astronomer

Had scooped up all the stars

Collecting bits of diamonds

In his cherished mason jars

 

He scattered them along the soul

Of the girl he deemed deserving

Poured out his containers on

This coruscating earthling

 

So that galaxies could dust her skin

And the universe could taste her

An interstellar miracle

Of flawless illuminators

 

Now we find the Milky Way

Engraved upon her skin

Supernovas radiate

A trail down to her chin

 

Every verse in twilight

Is inscribed on this mere human

Dotted down her arms and back

Celestial contributions

 

So when she looks up to the heavens

To beaming lights of fascination

There’s never want or lack within her

For she is made of constellations

Reviews

[k.s.]

I love how you compared her freckles to the constellations. This is such a great piece with great usage of words. I love it!

[Inkh(e)art]

Thank you! I'm so glad you enjoyed it

[Joan Probst]

Great use of vocabulary! Loved it! Keep it up

[Inkh(e)art]

Thanks so much!

[emipoemi]

What a talent! What a talent indeed! To take something banal and turn it into something sublime. Well done!

[Inkh(e)art]

Thank you! That means so much :)

[Emily]

This is amazing! I love the line "for she is made of constellations" You created a beautiful piece. Keep up the work!

[Inkh(e)art]

Awesome thank you! I'm glad you liked it :)