Wishing Upon Too Many Stars
Upon a falling star did my wishing
For rewards quite materialistic and certainly self-serving
Caring but for me, and mine, and all things in between
My eyes had sight but lacked vision
Gathered charms in a bedroom drawer
A rusty horseshoe, dried four leaf clover, rabbits foot
Halves of wishbones from countless holiday meals
Filling a space with emptiness
Sighted on the natural world
Rainbows, falling leaves, celestial bodies and the moon
Ask and ask and then ask again, for everything I want and need
Impossible to measure it seems
A handful of change
Concrete basins akin to the money-lenders garden fountain
Copper, silver, nickel; sizes and shapes from across the globe
Paying it forward, or so I hope
White horses and unicorns
Ladybugs, feathers, alligator teeth, crickets and acorns
Dragons, lions, three legged toads, elephants, and pigs
Buddha laughing – perhaps at me?
Rubbing old oil lamps
Supernatural stones, talking sticks, magic wands and potions
Pocket watch, paper cranes, river rocks, and macramé
Frustration on my doorstep
Longing lengthening
Desires left unfulfilled, needs not met, what I want I don’t get
Must be a technical difficulty, must be something eluding me
Why can’t it all be free?
Jealousy
Green and filled with complexities, or so I heard but didn’t care
I deserve what I’m asking for – it’s beyond the scope
Neither here nor there
Tired of delaying my gratification
Forget patience, forget rules, nothing matters but those I choose
Great things come to those who wait, and I’ve waiting long enough
I want it all, and I want it now
Sad to never see the real
Things wishes won’t reveal, hoping, begging, and candle blowing
Dreaming, chanting, sometime screaming and ranting
Luck favors the bold they say
Misfortune companionship
Arm in arm, joined at the hip, can’t imagine that I’ve failed
Followed the rules I read on-line, wishes should have turned out fine
Life should have turned out fine
Everything should have turned out fine
Ask and receive, wish and be granted, easy as can be, follow the signs
Analyze, wonder more, close my eyes, recite the line
Realizing the wasted time
Imagination
Some have called it the greatest creation, a world of my own invention
Residing there in hopeful glee, hoping things would improve for me
Truth in line for me to see
Chasing dreams instead of goals
Waiting for things to unfold, secrets to be told, memoirs to be sold
Motivation no longer a fantasy, time to stop pretending and truly see
Adulthood…its right in front of me
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So well expressed Ralph, life owes us nothing and what we want depends entirely upon our effort and commitment. A unique angle on the problems of ‘self’, where selflessness and positive steps create the future we want, and all else just creates obstacles. Great work.
Very good phrases, Ralph. I this verse with fondness for the young adult I once was who tried all the charms and luck methods you mention. I did not get what was asked for, but it did help me through a bad time in life before I realized all I need is withing me. I so admire your skill with expressions. Well done.