National Poetry Month Challenge - Day 4

Today's poem-a-day challenge was to write a "Since ______" poem.  Write the word Since, fill in the blank, and then use that as your title.  This one stretched my poet muscles a bit.  I had a title in mind, but I needed to make it fit.  Part of me felt like I was writing a Mad Libs poem, at least for the title, but it all worked out in the end, as they say. 

Since Your Blindness to Speaking Stars

The truth of you

comes in small doses.

The lavender moments of calm acceptance,

as well as the blue clarity

just above cloud cover

and human weakness.

We are frail.

We fall.

We trust too much.

We don’t trust enough.

This hand of yours that shakes

for human touch.

Your heart walks through

the noise of doubt –

finds solace

in the many, common beats.

We hold them close –

fear and longing.

The clutch of papers

to chest –

the blindness to speaking stars.

This is the truth of you.

You shout.

You weep.

You jump.

You stand still –

but most of the time,

you love.

Cristina M. R. Norcross

Copyright 2014