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Stars, Emptiness, And A Lonely Heart

There used to be few nights where I went inside without pausing to look up. And as I grew older I began treating the stars like people, imagining those I’d loved and lost among them, watching over me. Being alone in the dark still scars me, but I can take comfort in those tiny lights. There is sadness in the idea that some are ghosts of suns long burnt out, but hope in the ones that are just echoes of furious creatures still roaring somewhere in the distance. I like to think of my ancestors and lost friends that way. Echoes still roaring in the distance, just out of hearing.

On frost bitten nights

I stand there thinking of you,

wishing on the stars.

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Tonight we’re writing haibuns over at the dVerse Poets Pub so pick up your pen, take a look at the night’s sky and join us at the bar.

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Carol J Forrester is a writer and a history geek. Her debut collection 'It's All In The Blood' came out November 2019. She has a 2:1 BA degree in history from Bath Spa University, enjoys judo at least twice a week, and tries to attend poetry events around the Midlands when she can. Her flash fiction story ‘Glorious Silence’ was named as River Ram Press’ short story of the month for August 2014 and her short story ‘A Visit From The Fortune Teller’ has been showcased on the literary site Ink Pantry. Her poems ‘Sunsets’ and ‘Clear Out‘ were featured on Eyes Plus Words, and two of her poems were included in the DVerse Poets Pub Publication ‘Chiaroscuro’ which is available for purchase on amazon.Her poem ‘Until The Light Gets In‘ was accepted and published at The Drabble and her poem ‘Newborn’ was published by Ink Sweat & Tears. She has been lucky enough to write guest posts for sites such as Inky Tavern and Song of The Forlorn and has hosted a number of guest bloggers on her site Writing and Works.

40 Comments

  1. hayesspencer says

    Lovely haibun. I too think of those who I have loved and lost in terms of being stars. It is comforting to me and look up and still see them in place.

  2. It’s possible that indeed the loved ones departed are there up in the sky, but then again, they may be a lot closer to us than what we’d like to think!

  3. I think it’s a wonderful thing to think about when gazing at the stars… somehow it’s looking into the past isn’t it… so of course they are there in a way… love the thought that darkness scars…

  4. Now you’ve made me think about stars forming and dying and I feel very small…despite that, I loved your haibun…

  5. I love it, Reminds me of The Lion King telling his son that when he’s gone just to look up and see him twinkling above,

  6. Did you mean to say ‘Being alone in the dark still scars me’ rather than ‘scares me’ which is what seems like a more traditional phrasing? I like the use of ‘scars’ so kudos if it was intentional.

  7. This is poignant. At the other end of the life spectrum, in my old age, the stars make me feel this way too, remembering losses. You have captured this so well.

    • It’s lovely to hear how this feeling is echoed across so many people, perhaps because star gazing is something we can all share.

  8. oh wow. this is deep and insightful. indeed we can treat stars more special if we treat them as our loved ones. ❤

  9. PerHaps.. the greAtest
    star of hUman bEing
    IS A star wHo shines
    love..
    whether
    or not the
    star of Love
    comes back to them..

    Star bright
    Star Love
    HUman Shines..:)

  10. Every star a soul – what a wonderful thought. It means we are never alone. A poignant haibun, Carol, which gave me a tingle 😉

  11. stars long gone still sending out light reads like radiant memories of the lost souls…beautiful…

  12. Awwee, that’s a lovely way of putting it. I can imagine those twinkling little stars as people smiling back at me. 🙂

  13. Late to the posting and reading. Love everything about your haibun. Our loved one within those stars – such a comforting thought. They are within the skies that cover us like a comforting blanket and yes, some of them are still roaring about up there! 😊

  14. Interesting take, Carol. Question…did you mean “scars” or “scares” me? (Either works, I think.)

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