Two Stars

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With a heart that was open but eyes that were closed,

She found a safe place and within she dozed.

In her sleep, she saw a star way up high.

And she listened as it sung a soulful lullaby.

“I feel your sobbing heart through the soles of my feet,

But I pray the day is prolonged until finally we meet.

Your body I caress through my spirit and soul,

But no wish nor desire can make my own body whole.”

Deeper she fell, but the dream didn’t fade,

Not matter how much she tried, in her heart it still laid.

Trying to forget, praying for release

She sang in silence in search of that peace.

“I feel your heart and I feel your pain,

I imagined that at my side you’d always remain.

But death took you, leaving me here,

With the doubts that surround me, filling me with fear.”

The star returned, now lower in the sky,

A tear she saw as it began to cry.

She wiped that tear with a lock of her hair,

Placed it in her heart and left it there.

The tear was returned when his hand touched her own,

As she made her way skyward no longer alone.

The lovers became one when her life slipped away,

Now in heaven, together, two stars now lay!

© 2015, Danny Kemp. All rights reserved.

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About Danny Kemp

I was at work one sunny November day in 2006, stopped at a red traffic light when a van, driven incompetently, smashed into me. I was taken to St Thomas' Hospital and kept in for a while, but it was not only the physical injuries that I suffered from; it was also mental ones. I had lost confidence in myself let alone those around me. The experts said that I had post-traumatic stress disorder, which I thought only the military or emergency personnel suffered from. On good days, I attempted to go to work, sometimes I even made it through Blackwell Tunnel only to hear, or see, something that made me jump out of my skin and that's when the anxiety attacks would start. I told my wife that I was okay and going regularly, but I wasn't. I could not cope with life and thought about ending it. Somehow or other with the help of my wife and medical professionals, I managed to survive and ever so slowly rebuild my self-esteem. It took almost four years to fully recover, but it was during those dark depressive days that I began to write. My very first story, Look Both Ways, Then Look Behind, found a literary agent but not a publisher. He told me that I had a talent, raw, but nevertheless, it was there. His advice was to write another story and that I'm delighted to say, I did. The success of that debut novel, The Desolate Garden, was down to sheer hard work, luck, and of course, meeting a film producer.
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2 Responses to Two Stars

  1. kcg1974 says:

    Beautiful, Danny. Very touching words in your poem with much meaning. I really enjoyed reading it. Thank you.

  2. Danny Kemp says:

    I’m pleased that you did, kcg1974. Thank you for the comment.

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