I found, by chance, it was within my power
To place a shooting star upon your chest,
With hope that it would tell you hour by hour
My love for you is different from the rest.
And with the stone a crystal amethyst
Adorns this pendant gift for you to wear,
My lady love who I have never kissed
But yet must know how very much I care.
No other gift that I would ever find
Could show you all the things that I am feeling,
For this is made of stars and worlds combined,
Exactly what our lives have been revealing.
So think of me on all your starry nights,
And days of skies that shine of crystal blue,
And feel the love of one who gives and writes
Of love unceasing always felt for you.
David Hightower’s lyrically expansive meditation on the whims of fate and the unpredictability of the human condition fill the pages of THE HANGING MAN DREAMS with thrilling music and mesmerizing imagery. Hightower’s richly infused voice echoes the e
This book represents a thirty-day period of my poetry journal. Each poem addresses
the dominant thoughts occupying my mind during the early morning hours of a given
day.
its best...
Huggggs
~~Linda~~
the first star I hold tonight in dreams...
So beautiful, Johnnie...
~dawn~