“the stars burn”

Written for:  The Twiglets #240
"the stars burn"

wildfires high enough
to make the stars burn

Once I had
stars in my eyes–
you burnt them out

stars in her eyes
she witnesses sparkling silver
burn and fall

         A young man with stars in his eyes
        thought he knew where his future lie
            I'll love you forever
           said his girl, so clever
      but she continued to see other guys


About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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2 Responses to “the stars burn”

  1. Jules says:

    Stars have such a fascination about them – the different stories of constellations and even individuals. Just like people who twinkle in and out of our lives.
    Sometimes it is fun to just be taken in my the mystery and leave the science go. *sigh*


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