I guess I have to agree mainly with Cynth'ya on this one.
Your poetry is a star of the first magnitude.
"To thine ownself be true."

"The color of her thoughts" the opening line tells you that you're in for a reading experience you won't soon forget and I won't.
BRAVO Jude,
Marcia

Look in the mirror my Brotha, there's a big ol' star right there!
blessin's to you Ace,
cynth'ya

I love the beautifully expresses sentiment
and the depth of a loving heart the tenderness
That sparkle flows through her eyes
That is true love!!
Stunning tribute to your wife Jude
Love Peace and hugssss....Morning Star

Like a whirlpool of so much "unknown," Jude. Love this. Thank you. Love and peace to you,

Regis

your eyes gaze into her heart and soul finding her hidden depths

I really enjoyed the images that this poem created in me: The swirling emotions overriding the outward appearance of joy and happiness and the image of the dark with you looking for the possibility of stars. Great job, as usual. ;) Silver

...Into the Great Unknown, beyond the reaches of the discovered self and out into the heavier waters. You speak of the finer chords of spiritual connection, those that are intuited rather than superficially felt. Beautiful and elegant intimacy inferred between "her" and "I", a real sense of knowing as to what is and isn't "usual". Communication via articulation is a bemusing thing in itself; the way life is ordered, so much goes unsaid either circumstantially, intentionally or by ommission. But the contrary thing is, often it is the agonising things that bring a blessed sense of peace once aired, and, by contrast, the "joyful" utterances can be a complete let-down and damp squib. Perhaps it IS better just to stick to the weather! :))

Yet the final couplet places the rest in context. Venturing into the outer echelons of deep space, pressing for disclosure which goes beyond this world's understanding: stars are only within our eyesight and timeframes, after all. But you are mining for knowledge that goes beyond even that of your Hidden Caves write. It would seem that darkness holds no mystery for you in the Universe; all is unveiled before your sight. Unfathomable depths, imperceptible and impenetratable to most, are dealt with with your characteristic lightness of touch, beauty and grace. You perhaps already know this lady at least as well as she knows herself. Maybe better.

And PS, the skies here have been totally panther-like these past two nights... inky velvet black with only the solitary bright eye of the moon... no stars! :)) Kosmos Kate xx

Hey Jude,
YOU shall alway'z be able 2 find star'z in Tha eye'z of sum one YOU Love.

Love'n'Light
Gypsy.xxx

Blessed Be ! ! !

This is a scenario that many have been presented with in the years. I, personally, love the idea of being the eyes of another's silent reflection. This is tender, respectful and beautiful.
Love,
Susan

Those who know love can love both the sparkle and the pain. Beautiful pen Jude.

As beautiful and delightful as someone seems, there is almost always some inner darkness. Sometimes it is well hidden and remains invisible. Sometimes the darkness reveals itself to those who are willing to look more closely. Well done!
~Butch Howard

Outward beauty, but with a light of sadness breaks a caring person's heart.
"...Yet all I could now sense was how the night was growing darker,
And began to wonder if I could find any stars"
This fills my heart with despair and tragedy when you can't "get in" and bring light.
Kathy

Brilliant dedication to your wife, so many lose the perfect sparkle.
Shows real depth of a warm loving tender heart... I hope every night is a scented garden untill the final embrace.
Wish this was longer, all the readers senses come in to play...
Top divine write...

This beautiful write allows the reader to image all kinds of scenarios. It gives me a sense of you seeingher at first with sparkling eyes, only to find with a closer look her inner pain which for you, took away the stars and made you wonder if only darkness would ensue Very atmospheric and captivating...


Love,

ET

It's amazing sometimes. One might be going up like in an elevator and the other going down. But we don't see it. Crazy world.

When we care, or love, we are so intune, without words........its both a beautiful and horrible beauty, when a cherished one is in peril.......friendships make the journey lighter......Powerful start to this story.........
take us to a happy conclusion Jude....pax A

"Starless Nights" occur only when clouds obscure one's vision. We must learn to raise our eyes above the clouds.

Love & Light always and in all ways,
Joseph*

The stars shall return. Great write
and it does make one wonder about
the human condition.

Your work always beyond....and beyond...outstanding!

Wow...and wow to what Sage said, as well. You guys are describing what I'm feeling and what I need right now. It always blows me away to stumble on something that hits me in the heart. This is excellent.

I wonder about the color of her thoughts...
Well done.
Georg

I hope the stars return. Your description and metaphor is wonderful.

In due time she will reveal what her problems are if there are any at all.

You are feeling here energy, you are seeing her aura, but at first glance you feel she is complete and perfect. When you really look at her and begin to really take her energy in, you begin to see that she is not perfect, and she has a darkness, or emptiness deep within. What is on the outside, doesn't necessarily reflect the inside. Sometimes keeping things in a lighter vain, doesn't allow for people to really feel their pain.
Beautiful deep poetry, Jude..Very thought provoking.
Peace, Love, and Light,
Amber "V"

a well written poem-you have portrayed emotions well when one knows something is wrong but can't quite put a finger on it

Perhaps the sparkle and flair are her face-paint, applied to hide the dark sadness she holds inside. In a casual pass, we see tranquility, beautiful make-up and smell the sweetness of perfume. Upon closer inspection, we find that she is a broken wing, suffering from past situations that color her world in shades of darkness. Stunning and complex offering, Jude.
Take care,
Sherry

we put stars in her night by acknowledging the dark void, graciously accepting the precious gift of the sparkle streaming from the eyes of her soul and becoming vulnerable enough to acknowledge our own darkness within and allowing our own star to be born. there is depth and beauty in these words. Dawn

Jude,

Darkness will lite at the strangest times and strangest places.

Jude this is indeed a beautiful write that tugs at my heart for I felt something close yet so far away. Thank you for sharing.

Newfie Hugs, Rose

Sweet, gentle and embracing with an element of the unknown barely observable.

Excellant write my friend and for some reason the crisp images sent me reeling into a flashback of the sixties... a black lit room, strobes, bead curtains, a haze of combined cigarette and grass and a girl in a long swaying skirt and tye dyed shirt but I digress...great write my friend.

Fee

Such a deeply soothing piece, filled with mystery and an inner love of life itself....

Be safe,
Karen

What you have described in Starless Nights is the mystery of the Aura Portrait done in the seven colors of the chakra. She's hiding her soul colors. Adjust your air brush and you'll find the stars. She needs her energy space cheered up so her enlightened energy reflects back to her. You've read her auric field well, Jude...something perhaps traumatic exists in her vibrational energy...

Sage

Wot no headlights on even, GAD that is stiff errr Tough.....

Jude, very powerful piece and i must agree very deep inward thoughts and feelings always want our stars, but sometimes they are just shooting stars destined to fade away. brings back my own memories of stars. thanks for sharing

randy

A deep penetrating write with many paths to contemplate.

Great thought-provoking write Jude...how you share that time and space and the wonder of the unknown once the surface is penetrated. Makes one think that perhaps the stars were the "Sparkle
Flowing from her eyes"
Enjoyed this write alot

EDL

Jude,
I agree with Karla, very persceptive write!
Love,
Ann

Jude,

This is richly imaged and felt poignancy. Well done.

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.