Dark Star



Falling star,

shooting star,

they fall for the sake of everyone else

to make wishes upon them...

they give it all to the heavens

as so many others who

try and try to understand...


and simply are too deft to know,

and thine deftness hath swallowed 

the whole of their hopes and dreams in their

concerns for worldly and educated knowledge,

the simple becomes the impossible.





"Shed naught a tear upon a falling star, but gaze with the eyes of a child, with hopes from afar, the stardust they sprinkle as they they fly through the night air, shant n'er be about sorrow...but only love and good care".



Author's Notes/Comments: 

Inspired by dove's dark poem:






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a.griffiths57's picture

Dark Star:

An enjoyable poem of yours about a star's dying light. Nice to make a wish and shed no tears at the death of the light of a star, that died before we see the light disappear. I loved your last verse in particular. A good write and a good read.




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That's a beautiful yet

That's a beautiful yet wistful poem I love the starts and moon and all heavenly bodies, this makes it more personal. Real but still reachable may we always reach for the stars or at least catch them when they fall and carry them around in our heart pockets creating dream stars in our eyes so that we may ever have some thing to search for. Hugss 

Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS    

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allets's picture


somethin about casting nets - a positive endeavor starwishing - it gives hope and usually with little care that a star has died. I see a shooting star and think "beautiful" - it's how I'm put together. Fabulous and thought churning write -A-