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Meanwhile...
Whimsical, you say? Well, yes, and why not if it works...? Oh, and it invariably does, believe me. Try it, and see.
Today’s
poem has not appeared on the blog since 2010. So many readers have said they
can identify with it, having spent time apart from boyfriends, girlfriends or
partners from time to time that you will find it among some 100+ others
in my new collection.
The intensity of missing someone is
the same for anyone, of course, gay or straight, but gay people often seem to
get left out of even such a timeless equation as this. Yes, even these days,
especially where gay relationships are still looked upon as an offence against
religion if not morality. So where’s the harm in reminding everyone that we
miss loved ones too. [The likes of Giles Muhame please note although let’s not
suppose for a moment that such foolish socio-cultural-religious bigotry exists
only in a less enlightened southern hemisphere. Dear me, no, it is everywhere.]
Meanwhile...
Pick and share a star with a loved one, and you can be sure that finding it again when you miss them most helps hold the dream and bring them that little bit closer.
Whimsical, you say? Well, yes, and why not if it works...? Oh, and it invariably does, believe me. Try it, and see.
ON THE
INTIMATE NATURE OF STARGAZING
Once I
wished on a falling star
as lovers
the world will often do,
that soon
we can be together,
knowing
you’ll be wishing too
The star
vanished in the night
though
others kept me company
as I
wondered how you are,
knowing
you’re thinking of me
I felt
even closer to you then
than at
times when you’re here,
fighting
back tears, the zen
of
star-crossed lovers ever near
No heavens frowning upon us
(see the
Old Man take our part)
but the
world’s prejudices
would
force us, gay lovers, apart
For now,
they may have won
a battle
or two, but never say die,
for love
will see us through
in this
as in darker years gone by
For every
person wishing us ill,
others
echo Earth Mother, calling
on us to live. love, and follow
on us to live. love, and follow
a dream for every star that's falling
May we
each find joy and peace
in one
another, wherever we may be,
make the
world a kinder place,
let all
its star-crossed lovers go free
Copyright R N Taber 2012
Copyright R N Taber 2012
[Note: An earlier version of this poem appears in Tracking the Torchbearer by R. N.
Taber, Assembly Books, 2012]
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