Reading the Stars

Oh what cruel irony that star gazer wrought
When tracing lines with his eye and caught
That side way scuttling creature of the sea
And a homemaker of the sandy shore.
Born under those stars, astrologers agree
Means family first and bonds restore.
If then a nurturer and intuitively blessed,
How cruel to name this star pattern thus.
A fearful name, one that makes us test
The breast, cervix and prostate discuss.
Oh, if only that star gazer had given
A healing name to that part of heaven.

Published by poetdoesarun

I started running 14 years ago to help manage anxiety and depression and found the endorphins helped me in another way...to write my sermons for Sunday.... and then inspiration came for poetry. A Christmas present 2017 was a book by Jo Bell, challenging the reader to write a poem a week for a year. This blog showcases these and other poems composed on the run.

One thought on “Reading the Stars

  1. Hi still awaiting the next poem. A weekly one is a good discipline – even if you think the current one is no good, that next good one is in the queue behind it! The theologian William Barklay said that the art of writing is the art of applying the seat of the trousers to the seat of the chair – the metaphor needs some alteration in your case but you get the drift. Happy writing. Dave 😎

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