Poem, 1st draft.

[amul]

Mostly, this is just random snippets of imagery, provoked by music videos

Egged on by your best intentions
I reached for the moon
And found only an airless desert

Gasping for breath
Pulled apart by an enveloping emptiness
For my hubris

I meant to pluck the stars from the heavens
To adorn your brow
Only to find myself worlds away from you.

Comments

[gailmom.livejournal.com]

I like and I hate it.

In equal measures.

If strong response in the reader is how you weigh a poem, this one is heavy.