THIS HAPPENED TO ME
Your Wish on a Star Can Come True
The secret is in the timing.
Tell me again that thing you recite to make wishes, Mama about Stars and brightness and the first ones you see. Sometimes I watch as Daddy says things and then you cry. Do you ask the Stars to fix him?
Are you teaching me, Mama, that sadness is a destiny because Stars do not listen?
I think alternatives were not in your generational DNA, much like your mother and hers before.
I was like you at first, Mama as I began my independent life. What else could I do, a pupil of your sorrowful teachings. Your devoted and persistent student through years of gazing and begging into the shimmering blue-black ink dome above my blonde curls.
Until the day I simply forgot to remember to look up nightly and sing our dejected song. I travelled that tributary for a time.
Today I suggest star magic is latent or first requires expansion. Similar to yeast coaching brioche baking in an oven to rise before releasing its abundant sweetness.
What other explanation for telepathic cravings sent to Stars posted years ago, then buried and forgotten inside a steel vault of zero night sky prayer.
Because.
Without warning on a cold winter’s day a man-in-the-moon on purpose, ricocheted from each pointy tip of hydrogen and helium.
Never stopping until his boots landed at a coffee shop in a big city where he paused and leaned his lanky snow-dotted body against an inner wall.
Waiting on my arrival for our first date of the rest of our beautiful lives together.
Days later when a freak storm threatened a prearranged dinner plan he said:
I will google a dog sled and driver or strap on cross-country skis before I miss any time with you.
© Suzanne V. Tanner, 2020. All Rights Reserved.
The impressive and extremely talented Paroma Sen wrote this lovely poem below called M for Monsoon where she cleverly harnessed a Monsoon to tell a touching personal story. Following it, she issued a poetry challenge for the word Star. The poem above about making wishes on Stars is my contribution.
Paroma also tagged other writers for her prompt. Below I feature a link to one post from each of the seven. I am confident you will enjoy reading. I know I did. Please do not forget, on their profile pages, to look for their responses to the STAR prompt.
R Tsambounieri Talarantas In nothing short of brilliance, Rigopoula’s heart reaches and massages readers’ souls with her words. This one brought tears to my eyes:
Manasi Diwakar When I read this gem of Manasi’s, first I wanted to say, “OW!” Since that is how hurt-healing feels. Instead I said, “Girl, I love your brain”. Why? Because Dennett nailed it when she pointed out the treasure in Manasi’s delightful assault on our five senses:
Eli Snow Girl. Your brilliant mind concoctions in this piece made me want to bite my wine glass as I held it in one hand and sip from the croissant sitting in the other one. Translated: Just wow:
Tree Langdon ♾️ Tree. In this terrific poem you took me on a compelling journey, delightfully shivering as you invoked images of snow or ice. Then we stood together gazing at stars and pondering truth:
B. A. Cumberlidge. Thank you for this perfect poem. It made me appreciate that time more than anything else follows us everywhere and is a gift to clutch tightly, thankful that we are free to make our own decisions about its use. B.A, your poem makes the reader pause and reflect after each line:
Timothy Key Tim. What a ride you took me on in this crackerjack poem about childhood, summer, the upcoming dreaded new teacher and then: zombie- reverting. Man, I was so caught up I forgot to notice the abecedarian.
Charlotte Kingsbury- Fink Thank you, Charlotte. Happening upon this lovely, whimsical gem of yours was my treat for the day. Did you know that as you skipped from star to star that I was trailing behind? We both were glittering.
Thanks again for your time, my dear reading and writing friends. If you need to reach me by email: [email protected].
My wish to you: Make every moment part of your good life until we read, talk with, see one another again. ⭐️