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Snowing Stars by Jamie Jansen
from Legacy 2022
Snowing Stars
by Jamie Jansen
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Twisted yellow fingers fork and clutch
Like tongues of fire
Burning with the slightest touch
There is a stately mirror
In a golden museum room
Full of golden remnants
Of a fallen empire
The drowning ghost of its past gasping for air
Struggling to touch these present times
Through the writhing reflection
The viewer turns away
Burned by the touch of gold
And steps into the street
A soft amber moon
Lies amid a sea of stars
Like a woman on a bed of roses
Letting them flow over and past her
Down to touch herself again
Like the touch of a mermaid on her glassy sky
But the amber moon is only the reflection of a lamp in a puddle
And the stars are snowflakes
Preserved for us in reflection
Still as ice
Snowing stars
Until it become silver in the cold sunshine of morning
