On borrowed steps of distant stars

Sometimes all we want to do is get back

 

 

On borrowed steps of distant stars

 

 

Of broken branch and multi-colored stone façade

the pathway steals my outward glance

Winding through the cottage hills

like kite string freed by a strong wind, it spills

Patterns shadow in abstract array

through barbed wire and solid steel

barricades, creating menacing shapes,

criss-crossing narrow wheel ruts of long ago

 

“I tug my trousers in defiance and set my pace”

 

Obstacles, of stead and stood,

branded in a wilting wood…

directions carved to empty me of all I know as good

 

Within my chest sits a living compass,

beating my quest in a never ending melody,

sweet as creamed corn pie and pointing

towards the sun, which sits before me

two hills above the horizon on this new day

Temptation beckons over my right shoulder,

whistling in the breeze of delicious

offerings, and I do hunger…

 

“Still I stand firm of my journey back to your love”

 

Take your glow of nectarines

Cool refreshing summer streams

For I shan’t waver, not an inch, her love calls in my dreams

 

Midday, as the solar glow finds my shoulders red

and sweat clings like life in dampened conclusions,

blisters form bringing the pain of decisions made before…

and I would have it no other way…for this I deserve

Mountains faced of jagged stone break my crawl,

rubble sweeps my feet, as my knees bleed,

thirst speaks in the language of a long feared enemy…

yet I do not listen…

 

“No challenge shall be placed that will keep me from my return to you”

 

State your case in hammered stone

Tear my skin of broken bone

No tethered vines of loneliness shall sway me from my home

 

 

My shadow now waits before me, long and slender,

molded by dried weathered foot prints…my foot prints,

heading a direction opposite my heart

Many years old yet still their outline remains as a warning…

When I see it, the lilac arbor, scented in old desires and

new in life, encasing a glow, melodies of  gold finch sing

as my eyes find your smile, an extended hand, a soft touch

I have found my way home…

 

“My sweet love, this heart begs forgiveness and longs you eternally”

 

Mistakes I’ve made, my journey far

on borrowed steps of distant stars

my every waking dream desires to be right where you are

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

Thank you for reading

Reviews

[Zahra]

“My sweet love, this heart begs forgiveness and longs you eternally”

Mistakes I’ve made, my journey far
on borrowed steps of distant stars
my every waking dream desires to be right where you are

Really very beautiful, amazing ending.

[Jack...]

Thank you so much my friend.

[Angel]

Beautiful, Jack...absolutely beautiful.
Just what I needed after today...
You are a blessing...

[Jack...]

Thank you so much Angel, you are a blessing to me too.

[icelandicblue]

I love the phrase on borrowed steps of distant stars. The poem is very beautiful.

[Jack...]

Thanks so much Anne. I am happy you took the time to read and enjoy my poem.

[Pryde Foltz]

Oh Jack... a very romantic and well-written read

[Jack...]

Thank you Pryde, I appreciate your nice words to me.

[Baby Ricochet]

great free verse poem from a rhymer. Great work Jack.

[Jack...]

Thank you sir.

[SyberRose]

Temptation beckons over my right shoulder,
whistling in the breeze of delicious
offerings, and I do hunger…

“Still I stand firm of my journey back to your love”

Take your glow of nectarines
Cool refreshing summer streams
For I shan’t waver, not an inch, her love calls in my dreams

This is my favorite part Jack...lovely words indeed...and I enjoyed reading this very impressive poem.:)

[Jack...]

Thank you so much Rose for your sweet comments to me. This makes the upcoming holiday that much better. I appreciate you.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

A very crafted and wellw written piece

[Jack...]

Thank you Thomas

[Dr. Wood ?]

humbles ME sir

tremendously powerful
beautifully gentle

a triumph

[Jack...]

Thank you so much sir for your kind words.

[Just Kim]

State your case in hammered stone
Tear my skin of broken bone
No tethered vines of loneliness shall sway me from my home

Love this part, This is amazing,
I can feel the emotions thru' out
Amazingly written : )

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much my new friend.

[Just Kim]

You are very welcome : )

[Rita L. Sev]

"Textured" is the word that comes to mind after reading this, Jack. You hit all the senses, and include both rough and gentle images. Nicely constructed, this!

[Jack...]

Thanks so much Rita. I appreciate your pre-4th comments. :)> Your words always bring fireworks to my world.