Libra Rising

-written for Yvonne, I'm really happy to have found this one!

 

Most days, she smiles

Lending inspiration

Lifting lost souls

From depths of despair

Laughter and love abound

These are the brighter days

When sunshine is bountiful

 

Some days, she cries

For loved ones lost

Time wasted

Regret rains down

Remorse her companion

These are darker days

Where only storm clouds live

 

If power were mine

And I one gift to give

A mirror would I craft

For her to look upon

Reflected there her spirit

Ever shining; ever strong

She is Libra Rising

Reviews

[*** Hey Jude***]

What a beautiful gift to give to what seems to be a very special friend! ~ N

[Adrian K. Smith]

This piece is the mirror, for her to regard, so that she might regard all that she has to offer - all that she does - in those moments when she may feel she does not have all that. Yes, it could not be any mirror - for oft when we look in a mirror, we see what we want to see - depending on our mood, depending on which side of the bed we got up on, and depending... always depending, on what we want to see. By crafting this work, you cut away the subjectivity by which she might regard herself in an otherwise normal mirror and in doing so, present her with a beautiful gift indeed...

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Wonderful title! Your words are expressed eloquently and sincerely in this truly beautiful verse. A lucky friend indeed.

[Wanda S. Paryla]

What a very awesome piece of poetry. What a wonderful tribute this is. The last stanza is wonderful. If only we could show those we believe to be incredible humans just how incredible they are through a magick mirror... Ah, alas, we cannot.

[Yvonne Heidt]

I'm STILL honored to be the subject here! Thank you Laura.

[Celtic Cat]

What a beautiful gift for a fine woman. You are truly amazing to me, Laura. Your heartfelt words often warm my heart, as I'm sure this poem does hers. You rock. Excellent piece.

[Carole]

What a marvelous tribute for your friend...Kind of saw myself in it in parts...

Most days, she smiles

Lending inspiration

Lifting lost souls

From depths of despair

Laughter and love abound

These are the brighter days

When sunshine is bountiful



Some days, she cries

For loved ones lost

Time wasted

Regret rains down

Remorse her companion

These are darker days

Where only storm clouds live

Especially in the above....thanks for sharing!

[Deborah Leah Krempa]

A nice tribute to a friend. Thank you for sharing. Debileah

[Amy]

If the power were mine as well... well done.

-Amy

[Chillbear Latrigue]

I know next to nothing about astronomy, but this is a very touching poem. I wish I knew her.