Andrea Dietrich Poet Kyrielle

Stars and Shadows

The sun has set and evening falls.
A silver sliver moon hangs high
above my house; behind its walls
I’ve made my bed, and here I lie.

I think of times starlight, star bright,
a girl who never questioned why
she dreamed awake with all her might.
I’ve made my bed and here I lie.

Those wishes wished so long ago
are still no closer than the sky
that’s filled with summer stars aglow.
I’ve made my bed and here I lie.

And though I’m warm inside my room,
Long shadows of the night pass by
my window shade and cast their gloom.
I’ve made my bed and here I lie.

How sensible, how dull my schemes!
Beneath my comforter, I sigh 
remembering my tarnished dreams.
I’ve made my bed, and here I lie.

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Susan Ashley September 14, 2025 at 6:58 PM Dear Andrea, a beautiful and poignant kyrielle. Your last repeating line in each stanza is a perfect fit and propels the poem forward in a seamless fashion. Congratulations for your success in Mark’s contest. Warmest wishes, my poet friend.. ~Susan

Ron VanHooser September 13, 2025 at 4:43 PM Beautiful poem Andrea! "Memories are like starlight, they go on forever." Working for a cruise line, I loved going out onto the foredeck, forward of the bridge where it was completely dark, there was a place I could lay and look up at the stars. Many of my poems were composed in my head there, and your poem reminded me of that time and how much I loved just looking up at the stars. Great job as always!!! Ron Andrea Dietrich September 14, 2025 at 3:53 PM Thanks so much

Maclawrence Famuyiwa September 12, 2025 at 6:38 AM The sweetness of this poem flew out of your pen to lodge very deep in my heart. Congrats. Andrea Dietrich September 12, 2025 at 8:44 AM Thank you, so nice of you

Mark Toney September 11, 2025 at 11:52 PM Andrea, a poignant kyrielle with a haunting refrain. Congratulations on your third place win on Mile 15 of my 2025 Poetry Marathon Contest. We’re well past the halfway point! Keep your running shoes on, because Mile 16 has already started. You can find your current standing in my Mile 15 blog post. Andrea Dietrich September 12, 2025 at 8:46 AM thanks, Mark. I've been on a losing streak, so this made me feel good.

CayCay Godwin September 11, 2025 at 10:22 PM Well oh well, look what happened. CONGRATULATIONS. I have not read this, wasn't one I found but you found an emotive and deep poem to submit. HUGS ... CayCay

Nancy Kaufman May 23, 2020 at 7:10 PM so sadly beautiful..congratulations..

Connie Marcum Wong May 16, 2020 at 5:38 PM Congratulations on your podium win with the well penned Kyrielle Andrea! I wanted so badly to enter this contest but it closed before I got my poem posted. I was happy I got to enter it in Brian's contest I think my muse is on vacation. I really don't feel much inspiration. You are doing so well. Staying at home must agree with you, but I bet you are missing the movies. : ) xxoo

Jack Horne May 13, 2020 at 2:13 PM very thoughtful write here with an upbeat ending

Franklin Price May 12, 2020 at 6:57 AM Great sentiment and a wonderful flowing read.

Solomon Ochwo-Oburu May 12, 2020 at 1:59 AM Well done. A creative thinker.

Jim Dunlap May 11, 2020 at 6:30 PM Nicely done all the way through. Beau travail. I enjoyed the poem.

Old Buck May 11, 2020 at 12:18 PM Ignore Bette's comment below and copy it here with my name on it. :o) That is what I would have said only she said it better. The only change might be to add "far" before past. ;o) Keep up the great work and thanks again for sharing with all of us on the soup. oldbuck

Bette Bavington May 11, 2020 at 9:53 AM This is a good one. I remember my parents saying that to me. You made your bed in it you will lie. Our choices our are own. We have to figure out our own ways out of them. What a blast to the past.

Kim Rodrigues May 2, 2020 at 7:48 AM A fave! Congrats on your win!

Janice Canerdy May 1, 2020 at 7:18 PM This is a very pensive, reflective poem, Andrea, and SO well-written! CONGRATS on your win! Janice

Connie Marcum Wong May 1, 2020 at 3:48 PM A wonderful podium win for you Andrea. I didn't get my entry posted. I may still post it later. Congrats on your top win! A very lovely Kyrielle! xxoo

John Watt May 1, 2020 at 11:10 AM A wistful kyrielle pondering the melancholy "what ifs" of life. Congratulations on your podium win today, Andrea!

John Gondolf May 1, 2020 at 10:31 AM It seems like life always has a way of interrupting the hopes and dreams of our youth. Nicely penned, Andrea, congrats on your win. Stay safe. Hugs, John

Timothy Hicks May 1, 2020 at 12:10 AM Soup Mail.

Timothy Hicks April 30, 2020 at 9:06 PM Life, so seldom what we expect ... but we must hold onto our identity nonetheless (even if our goals are redirected, our priorities shifted). One must remember how gifted we all are. This is a beautiful poem encapsulating the what-ifs of life. You do this form quite well (the last stanza, my favorite) ... maybe one day I'll have to give Kyrielle a shot.

Gershon Wolf April 30, 2020 at 4:37 PM So wistful... Sometimes we realize how far from those stars we still are.... Thanks, Andrea.

Silent One April 30, 2020 at 11:26 AM That's a damning end... Like giving up... Sometimes it's the only choice we have . You did this form very well..

Joanna Daniel April 30, 2020 at 3:20 AM You are definitely the master of Kyrielle form, Andrea, so well written, glad to read you after a long gap:)

Linda Milgate April 29, 2020 at 7:38 PM Andrea, I just love this, love it, love it.

Jan Allison April 29, 2020 at 5:06 PM a unique take on the shadows theme and I love the form you;ve used:-) hugs Jan xx

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