Friday, December 9, 2016

Constellations--By Shannon Kelly--United States


Once scarce constellations of freckles,
are placed delicately across pale cheeks,
forming a master plan,
flaws created into seamless stories.

Without hesitation,
Once scarce constellations blotch together,
obscuring the night sky.
Innocent fingers can no longer reach,
The purity buried underneath.

Concealed by over encumbered clouds of dust,
obligated to dictate what lies below,
are stars so starved for space they are consuming each other.

The sky ends here but the stars do not

Every flaw is burned into these links disguised as lights,
the night sky absorbed into an orchestra of thoughts.
These once scarce freckles and constellations have consumed me.

Shannon Kelly was born in Yokosuka, Japan and now lives in Florida attending high school as a senior. She enjoys writing poetry and short stories. She has traveled around the world with her family as a military child and draws her inspiration from her family and closest friends. 


  1. Dear Shannon,

    What I like about this poem is its uniqueness. I've not read many poems about constellations until this one. The theme opens the door to countless variations.

  2. Dear Shannon,

    Welcome to Whispers. I'm glad Michael enjoyed your creative poem, rich in imagery. It leaves one thoughts to ponder. Best wishes with all your writing endeavors.


  3. Shannon,
    A really great poem. Welcome to Whispers!
    Your new friend,
    David Fox