Inspired by Stars

So many artists are inspired by stars, and I am no exception. From the bright constellations in our skies have come many poems, songs, romances & dreams. Over my years as a writer & singer, they have been a constant theme in my artistic life. I do hope you enjoy a few of my short poems of the stars. I was nominated by Kim for a Quotes challenge (click for link to her lovely blog), so will include some beautiful quotes of the stars that I love as well.

Starlit Sanctuary

She dances ‘neath midnight sky,

Spinning as her wishes fly,

Lost in the glow of moonbeams,

Safe in her starlit sanctuary of dreams.

Stitching Hope

Reaching into the universe,

She stitched a constellation of light,

Creating a blanket of stars,

A ray of hope in the darkness.

Made of Stars

She was an ink painting of night filled with diamonds,

her sighs twinkling in the chill,

her eyes spilling moonlight tears & star dreams.

Rainbow constellations

She held a rainbow of constellations within,

light shining through every fiber of her skin,

hope sparking in the night,

her dreams a wondrous sight.

Copyright November 10 2016 Stacie Eirich 

Stars Make Me DreamPaint the Stars






Van Gogh


See the Stars







May you always have space to dream in, and stars to inspire you! Thank you for reading. Tonight, I hope you’ll gaze at a wondrous sky. 🙂


A Forest of Wonder


A Forest of Wonder

As quickly as I had become aware of the silence in the trees around me, so too now was I aware of the changing winds. What had at first been a cool, calming breeze was now whipping fast and cold, slicing through my clothes & into my skin. The once clear sky above seemed to be thickening, darkening in a fog. And there was an overpowering smell, sweet like honeysuckle & cloves. I wanted to hold my breath, but instead covered my nose with my sleeve, my eyes watering. Through teary, blurred vision I saw a dark form drifting within the fog, her spiny long fingers like shadows reaching down towards the earth. I watched them, terrified and awed at the same time. She was terrifying – awful, but beautiful. Suddenly I was aware that my arm was reaching out and up, towards her. I felt an electricity that was at once both powerful and edifying. And then I could hear them, a chorus of voices singing to me in a beautiful foreign language; the enchanted lyrics seeped into my cold skin like liquid warmth flowing into empty veins. It was beautiful and comforting, though I didn’t understand the foreign words. But that didn’t seem to matter. All that mattered was maintaining my connection to this beautiful creature of night; Lady Death who had come to the Forest of Wonder to lay claim to my heart, my mind, my soul. She would spirit me away to her ethereal home in the night sky, above the watchful eyes of the forest, the stars blinking out as we flew by in the darkness.

Copyright September 19, 2016 Stacie Eirich

Written in response to the weekend mini challenge at Toads: Following a Thread: Write a Narrative Poem. I’ve incorporated Lady Death into my prose-poem, which was the prompt there from this past Thurs.

Thanks for reading & visiting Space to Dream! In these next few months, I’m going to be posting a bit less than usual — once a week is what I’m shooting for. This is due to working other jobs (yes, real ones, LOL!), my children’s busy fall season schedules, and continued work on my novel Tiger Kingdom.  I do promise to keep sharing poetry & short prose as time allows! I’m happy to part of a thriving blogging & poetry community.