Stars

I love the different elements you bring to this poem. You bring love and a hint of sadness. We all want hope to be there because we always wany our loved ones to watch over us. I can see this as a prayer somewhat too. Like you are praying to the stars. But I do love how you decribe them as angels. I believe everyone up there are still alive in our hearts. The sad part about it is though we always search and never find any answers. I guess the hope is we want to believe what our heart feels already. I love the poem overall though as it shows the beauty of stars but the mystery behind them. 5/5

I read this in about 3 ways at once. at first i found a strong christian message... "those who have died are above looking down from the heavens" which is an interpretation supported only slightly by the previous pieces ive read - i get the feeling youre christian given your general references and a vagrant's knowledge of religious statistics in north america.

then i found a less christian, more spiritual interpretation - that these points of light in the sky, infinite and ever present are not only souls but restless. maybe they arent trying to return to earth but their desire to influence earth is profound. pure intentions, certainly, but my mind still wandered to the corrupting effect that ancient dead souls might have on modern society. i dont think this interpretation is what you were going for

at the very end we leave the celestial and come crashing down into the personal. the last two lines make me wonder if maybe this isnt really about dead *people* but dead friendships and relationships, and that we wander the earth, our cart of dead memories in tow, looking for anyone we can to share our burdens - some of us finding friends and lovers, others wandering forever.

a sad image really.

This is good and so true. Some souls never find what they are looking for in life or death. You just have to believe. Well written and good detail.