i morphed

artwork from paintingvalley.com

the stars fell out of my eyes 

and into my pockets that night

just before i tucked my unsaid words

beneath the covers

where no one would ever hear them

then i put my smile under my pillow

for a time when it could be put to good use

never would i look at the world

or you

the same again

pleasantries of polite conversation 

vanished into another universe

one my passport refused to allow me to enter

hocus pocus

presto changeo

i morphed into an adult

Reviews

[Neville]

dag nabit.. and I came back as a rabbit.. oh excuse me .. that's another story altogether.. Hey Lydi** how well you capture those unforgettable but micro moments that seemed so big at the time and maybe even actually were bigger than our moms said they were... I really like these words, because they are more than that and they mean more than how they read... and only a poet can do that .... N :)

[Lydia Shutter]

And you would know this...since you are certainly a poet, my friend. Thanks for the review. Lydi**

[Neville]

xxxxx those aint hiding a cuss word.. they are little kisses .. but then you knew that, didn't ya... N :)

[Lydia Shutter]

Sure I did....and even my hubby thinks they are okay! :)

[Neville]

Phew.. thanks Lydi** and him of course.. :)

[Cassie]

very relatable..I always enjoy reading you

[Lydia Shutter]

Thank you, sweet Cassie. Lydi**

[lightsong]

Wow my friend! Your last line just jumped out and sparkled all around Your words! sheer brilliance this poem is, unfortunately some grow older before their times, and unfortunately many times it's because of a tough or painful experience they had, I see all the situations in Your words, and I feel it to my bones, that girl which is growing up with her feminine maturity, the tears of these new profound feelings which are haunting her, hiding them not knowing if they are right or wrong... the uncertainty, the battle between her childhood and this new self. fabulous, outstanding write, Thank You with warmth for writing and sharing this exceptional beauty!

[Lydia Shutter]

I am humbled by your wonderful review, Light. Thank you so very much. Lydi**

[barleygirl]

Your msg touches me deeply. Even tho there's a moment when we learn to swallow a tough gulp & it feels like we're becoming adult . . . for me, making an adult choice has always come hard, so I feel the way your poem describes almost EVERY time I just "let it go" instead of entering into a meaningless scrap along the path of life. You do a great job of showing teensy stages of "bucking up" with your little-by-little details of how this played out in the telling physicality you paint! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Lydia Shutter]

Margie, I am honored by your review. Meaningless scraps happen all too often...especially on the internet. Thank you so much. Lydi**

[R.E. Ray]

"The stars fell out of my eyes" suggest the narrator recognized at that moment she might have placed him among the stars, not realizing earlier he was just another flawed man walking the earth. It seems she's still trying to convince herself she's over him, a playful, whimsical attitude that says, "Oh, well, his loss." Love the artwork, too.

[Lydia Shutter]

You truly understood the poem....thank you! I appreciate your review. LydI**

[Kesch (Finding Julia)]

I just adored your last three lines, This is wonderful and cute. much enjoyed

[Lydia Shutter]

Thanks so much, Amy. Lydi*

[Robert Trakofler]

The sting of the stars piercing your gaze to a blaze of worldly dismay can be rather a sharp one but deep inside of those pockets of time you will be able to pluck one or two to view for your personal universe and of that I am glad for it is a sublime one for us to peer

[Lydia Shutter]

Thanks so much for stopping by Robert! Lydi*

[redzone]

funny how it is sometimes a lost love is the spark to adulthood and we leave the fantasy world of our youth behind... it is also funny how even years later we have occasional thoughts about them, they remind us of how we have grown and what we have become...

I enjoyed reading this "nice" poem Lydi and I know that you now wear that smile very well, it suits you even better as an adult....

[Lydia Shutter]

Curt, so happy to see a review from you. Thank you very much! Your "nice" review means a lot! :) Lydi**

[Patricia Wedel]

Lydi dear... "Catch a falling star and put it in your pocket... save it for
a rainy day". When you look at the night sky and see a falling star... you make a wish.
You can tuck your words under the covers... but your smile will see you through.
I can identify with becoming an adult... in moments.
"Life is not measured by the breaths we take... but by the Moments that
take our breath away" on an island where stars are gathered in
coconuts where your thirst is quenched and love well spent. truly, Pat.

[Lydia Shutter]

Thank you very much, Pat. Your reviews are always poetic! Lydi**

[DAH]

love the surrealistic word-play with this piece.

this is simplovely:
"the stars fell out of my eyes
and into my pockets that night"

Keep writing!

Bravo Poet!

DAH

[Lydia Shutter]

Thank you, DAH! Lydi**

[DAH]

My pleasure!