Best Stardust Poems
“Stardust Road.”
"Soft defense is driven by my thoughts,
I vanish away into yesterday’s scenic road,
Set the mood among the dark clouds,
Wish I could go back to the night, of fourteen and cold.
Tell me not to look up and cover myself with the world.
Sorry I could not stay,
One too many excuses & lies,
To where they never fixed themselves;
I could not handle the air,
I had to breathe right the cold nights that followed.
I stood as one in love, under the starry sky…
Young and alone, I left the never-ending vindictive feeling.
The dust slept every reason inside my soul.
I travel the world, snoozing with the magic of the sand.
Stars that echo and drop twinkles to my walking toes.
The horizon was my blanket and shield
Where the light and night I wore,
Accelerating, escaping no more justification!
"Oceans of excuses sailed through my soul,
Heartbroken, but in love with defiance toward the stardust novelty.
With a sigh!
I hesitate not to look back,
Somewhere the ages turn to rust:
Old and grey, all alone,
The leaves I stepped on then are trample and gone.
One day I shall return for the proper goodbye.
For now, I must travel down this lonely road silently.
Slowly my heart will heal itself, nurturing the frozen sleet away.
Releasing the 14-year old girl at last,
In a body a mind and soul,
Confronting her with an, I BELONG HELLO!”
By;PD
From night to night
I searched in a distant sky
To catch a falling star
To collect its silver dust
which fell ever so slow
upon the life-lines of my hand-palm.
From night to night
I searched with these ardent eyes
for ways to paint you a dream
made from diamond shards
of a glistening beam.
But from night to night
the moon in it's grandeur would show
filtering its opalescent glow
through the bedroom blinds
reflecting its amorous lights
Outwashing every short-lived star
I ever yearned to seek
Obscuring other sparkles
with its lucent shine.
Blinding me in hundred ways
Holding me captive in his embrace.
But tonight,is a different night
Tonight its lunar limbs are cloaked
with a mourning veil.
Tonight I dance without its shadows
and in its darkness I exhale .
Tonight I paint with stardust
I sprinkle kisses from coppered-flames
Forgetting all about the moonrise
while I think only about your face.
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Furious with Zeus, a vengeful Hera searched the world
Until she discovered the most amazing young girl
~~A Native American with hair dark as the night
Atop a white steed she traversed mountains snowy white~~
“Let there be stardust,” the Goddess proclaimed with force
And the woman was stunned, soaring on a flying horse
“Let there be rain,” Hera chose to give her power
The girl rode above clouds, below her rain did shower
Forever Rain on Stardust would travel through the sky
With the powers of a Goddess as she rode on high
To shower blessings of rain on villages so dry
Rain sees the past and future, though she does not know why
The outcome surely not as Hera had intended
Zeus became enamored of Rain’s presence so splendid
He kissed the sky beneath her with bright rainbow arches
Today you still see them wherever Stardust marches
A Goddess rides now, but sweet Rain was once just human
And she remains bewildered by her own acumen
Olympian rulers outdone by their creation
For Rain and Stardust yet win human acclamation
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*By Carolyn Devonshire
Entry for “Rain, the Story”
A contest sponsored by Constance La France ~ A Rambling Poet ~
“Stardust is falling!” I heard my son cry,
his small precious face looking up at the sky.
“Stardust?” I echoed, and thought how my son
had such a vivid imagination.
“Yes, Mommy. Look!” he said, taking my hand.
He led me outside; the sky I then scanned.
I felt an enchantment, for what did I see?
Myriads of stars shone down brightly at me.
And the harder I stared, the more that it seemed
the heaven above was like something we dreamed.
The sky was a forest, and each star - a tree -
was blazing in splendor against ebony.
A celestial wildfire spread there overhead.
“See, Mommy, see?” my dear child then said.
No dust falling down from those stars did I see,
but his eyes now looked downward ecstatically.
When I followed his gaze, my shock was so sweet.
A blanket of stardust I found at our feet!
Stardust drench me with dreams tonight
fill this heart with heavenly lights
when the world is deep asleep
lonely hearts which love to weep
sprinkle your dreams on them all
wrap their pains with your bright shawl
stardust drench me with dreams tonight
fill this heart with heavenly lights
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Date--14th July 2013
Contest--STARDUST IN AN OCTELLE
By--kash poet
Octelle---the syllable count structure for this verse is:
8, 8, 7, 7, 7, 7, 8, 8
rhyme scheme is aa/bb/cc/aa... the first two lines and the last two lines are identical.
© kash poet (kashinath karmakar)
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Angels flapped their wings
Stardust fell from blessed sky
Poetry flourished!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
21 OCTOBER 2014
Stardust
The wonders of the stars tonight
Have sprinkled stardust in your hair.
In indigo of new moon light
The wonders of the stars tonight
Instill with beauty my delight
To let you know I am aware,
The wonders of the stars tonight
Have sprinkled stardust in your hair.
8-21-22
Triolet - Old or New Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Joseph May
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1-26-22
Triolet Poetry Contest 160 Words or Less Poetry Contest~Second Place~
Sponsored by: Caren Krutsinger
49 words as checked by Word Counter
Stardust dreams of you in my teens remain
sacred in hours spent wishing you would be
mine to cherish, to kiss, to love. It was not to
be but your handsome face still lingers in my
thoughts, in church choir songs where you
gently reached out to touch my long auburn hair.
6-14-20
~Third Place~
STARDUST Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: nette onclaud
As I slip into the void of this endless black,
Stardust ignites the darkest night sky,
And though I want to I cannot ever go back,
To where our love once learned to fly.
Love seeps from curling words
into a floundering bloodstream,
While amongst the stardust fly birds
escaping farther upstream.
How could I have not seen
Your acidic tongue drips venom slow,
Your kiss concealed the poison between,
It all was lost within the glow.
Now I yearn for eternal rest
Amongst the stars and stardust,
My heart has ceased to beat in my chest,
While leaving you is still the hardest.
I was born where comets broke their promises,
where the night sky wore bruises
the color of forgotten kings.
The midwife held me up to the moon
and the moon hissed.
Not from hatred,
but recognition.
Something ancient had arrived
with stardust in its lungs
and venom in its veins.
I learned early
that beauty has fangs.
Roses defend themselves.
Galaxies swallow whole worlds.
Even angels carry swords
when the story demands it.
So I wandered,
a glittering contradiction,
collecting constellations in my pockets
and grudges in my shadow.
Lovers kissed my forehead
and tasted lightning.
Enemies drew blood
and found their own reflections
staring back from the wound.
Years passed.
Nebulas bloomed and collapsed.
Entire versions of myself
burned to ash
like letters tossed into sacred fire.
Yet here I remain.
Not untouched.
Not innocent.
But luminous.
A creature forged
from equal parts poison and wonder.
The stars taught me how to shine.
The venom taught me how to survive.
And on this birthday,
beneath a sky still writing my name,
I raise a glass
to every darkness I outlived,
to every dream that refused extinction,
and to the wild truth
that some souls are not born gently.
Some arrive
wearing stardust as a crown
and venom as a pair of wings. ???
"Blanket of Stardust Love"
beneath a blanket of stardust, soft melodious refrain
enchants golden moonlight while whispered words of love proclaim
affection and devotion sprinkled with snowflakes in horse drawn carriage
red velvet box tied with silvery bow, proposing lifelong marriage.
as sequined stars illuminate heart pattern of design
in wintry atmosphere pure warmth engaged emotions mine
an aura of sweet ambiance encircled as true turtledoves
caressed by kisses under a blanket of beautiful stardust love.
we pledged our special vows 'neath Summer's canopy twilight
upon a sandy beach in private alcove of joyous delight
through many years of tears and pain of heartache and sharing
your love was ever at my side for comforting and caring.
these golden years have fashioned journies we conquered together
love grows stronger when two blend one even in stormy weather
the depth of feelings increases as tender time rolls by
but in the end, through thick and thin, there remains you and I.
we celebrate our life so grand and thank God everyday
for bringing our paths to collide in His own precious way
in retrospect fond memories radiate love's glow
as stardust hovered over our hearts and started an irreversible flow.
*For Gail Angel Doyle's Blanket of Stardust.
*Written by: Linda-Marie Sweetheart.
Ballroom dancing
Big bands, Hollywood glam
Chiffon decorated dance floor
Men were gentlemen, women were ladies
Decent formality
And etiquette
Stardust
What stardust in our bones cause all these words to flow
From out of you and I like mountain streams?
What moves us to find writing
So mystical and exciting
In all our inner thoughts and night time dreams?
And I wonder what’s the potion
That gives the mental motion
For you and I to sing and rhyme along,
Like children in a choir as the music climbs much higher
We grapple with our words before they're gone.
I suppose we’ll never know
The secret to our quest
For expressing what we think and feel
At both our worst and best.
While seeking, striving, reaching, thriving
With every fiber of our being;
Something you and I possess
Moves us to express
Much more than what we’re seeing.
And perhaps we’ll never know the truth
That drives us to our callings;
Like migrating birds we seeker of words
Know all about rising and falling.
Until the final curtain call and all
Is plain to see: The words we share
Show how much we care
About each other and
Our humanity.
STARDUST
at night I like to sit
in our backyard
stars falling all about me
dad pointing up
the big dipper
watching
the star-blazing night sky
that magic moment
this child recalls his cry
at his first shooting star
Dave Austin