In my loitering tonight
I realize
I’m not lost.
And maybe
it was the straight path
( the shackles I made to it
in an attempt to be free )
that was leading me astray.
In this waiting,
waiting,
waiting,
this time, maybe,
at the edge
of becoming.
In this waiting and looking up with intensity
I feel the aches in my neck
not in vain nor forsaking
all I’ve worked for
as little white lights
start perforating the night sky —
revealing themselves
one at a time.
Not ashamed of their infinite magnitude
nor afraid of their imminent death.
Each one belonging
to themselves
and made of the same dust
that I am.
Each one on fire
as I reach up
longing
to hold just one
in my hands.
Writing and photography by: Katy Claire Funke
Oh, this was so beautiful Katy 💜
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Thank you so much ☺️ Your reading and sweet comment mean a lot to me 💕
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Oh Katy. This is beautiful. Are you a published poet? If not, have you submitted any anywhere? You’re good.
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Thank you so much, Lorraine. That means a great deal to me. I just began writing at the beginning of this year for myself, so not published. But I am honored by your compliment and encouragement ☺️❤️
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You are so welcome. I actually just discovered that youare a musician? Yes? And you write songs? I don’t always see things about people, with being blind, but I did manage to read a little about you. Wow! I am impressed! I am musical too, and it seems to me that music and poetry often go together. Lovely to have “met” you. 😊
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Very beautiful.
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Thank you, Nico ☺️
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😊🌎🌅
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I love when I find poetry that narrates my feelings better than I can. Beautifully written, love the imagery. Also that shot of the moon is super cool!
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Thank you! ☺️ Wow, that means a great deal to me coming from a writer that I admire so much. I appreciate your reading and thoughtful comment ❤️
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🌺🌹🌺
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So lovely and so difficult to capture in words or pictures – the vast magic of a night sky.
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I completely agree. The magic of the night. It is truly difficult to capture such awe ✨
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Such a lovely thought of connection with even the stars!
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Thank you so much, Karima! I am honored by your reading and comment ✨
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Wonderfully written and your astro photo is very nice. I like the part. “Each one belonging to themselves and made of the same dust that I am.” It is nice to think that the stars and us are related.
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Geri, thank you so much for your reading and thoughtful comment! I am so glad to know that this piece resonated with you. ✨☺️
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