Echoes Among the Stars

Banned to hang among the stars
upside down unrivaled beauty
sacrificed to the sea
all because of vanity
Cassiopeia and Andromeda
stories speak of adoration
no stars are named for me.

Beloved of no one
Yet souls bear my name
What echoes will travel
from future to past like lights
forever twinkling in dual mirrors
memories leave my mouth
into the atmosphere.

They return as distorted
remnants imperfect copies
but carrying all of what
is truly me to return to earth
spotlights of destiny
I am no goddess
but in them I am engraved.

I become i

Without substance without form
like a bubble floating

Afraid to land and disappear
to leave no trace
I pop only a faint damp ring.

See me hear these words
like whispers faint
They are empty and vanish

They burst and implode
Collapse as a dying star.

The ghost of my former self
The copy in the mirror
A spark too far gone to flame

Not important
I lose my mINd

Not wanted
I lose my HEart
Not worthy
I lose my souL
Shut out
I lose my seLf

I
become
i
cease to
exist


NOTE: This has been an incomplete poem for a long time, I just thought I'd finish it this evening.  I don't want anyone thinking I'm falling into the depths of despair (or the pit of despair depending on your familiarity with Princess Bride).  This is from another life... it relates to a person that in reality doesn't exist anymore, which in a way is fitting.  I'm glad that the me I am now is not the me that exists in this poem.  I also just happen to like some of the imagery it invokes.