Shine

Shine

A Poem by FWLeeds
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Make a decision and take a chance, don't let it pass you by.

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Today as I was market bound I saw a glinting from the ground.


The shiny glimmer caught my eye and made me wonder what or why,


This little spark had come to be… a coin? A Gem? Some jewellery?


I walked to the spot where it lay, it looked at me as though to say:


“Please pick me up, look after me, I have nobody else you see.”


It looked a lot like nothing else. “Does it have worth?” I asked myself.


An iridescent precious thing, a little bigger than a ring.


I thought about what I should do and sat and pondered for a few.


This thing I’ve found �" it is not mine. Its owner may return to find,


The object that they lost is gone. I found a place to rest it on.


From here it can be seen by all and will be safe upon this wall.


I touched the item just once more and carried on like as before.


I walked along the dirty street and scarcely looked beyond my feet.


Glum people all around the same, we knew not of each other’s names.


I pressed through crowds and crowds and crowds, eye contact here is not allowed.


The market was now drawing close, I weighed up what I needed most,


Provisions for the days ahead: a pound of meat, some greens and bread.


Smells lay thick on the market air and entered noses everywhere.


And noses, well, there were a lot, filled with miasma, smoke and snot.


I walked into the butcher’s shop, filled my eyes with steaks and chops.


“What can I get for you, my friend? I have some offers this weekend.”


The butcher pointed with his hand at stacks of meat out on a stand.


The bloodied flesh did not appeal, not pork nor beef, even veal.


“So what’s it gonna be, my man?” Asked the butcher, knife in hand.


The blade he held gave off a shine, the object came back to my mind.


What was that shiny thing I found? The thing that lay upon the ground.


The butcher looked expectantly “your T-bones, buy one get one free!”


I said I needed some more time, no longer had I meat in mind.


“Ok then sir, I’m here all day. If you require meat, just say.”


The ruddy, chubby butcher’s smile, left me happy for a while.


I walked back out the butcher’s shop and thought about the object dropped.


It shone so bright it called to me, should I have saved this entity?


May it still be upon that wall? Should it have been mine after all?


Back through the crowds I had to go, pushed through the people walking slow.


I bought nothing that I came to buy, still had that twinkle in my eye.


I still knew not what it might be, but knew inside I had to see,


This thing again to then inspect, this strange illustrious object.


I walked back down the filthy street, hoping once again to meet,


What I had seen before that day, had it not since been took away.


As I approached I saw it there, my eyes fixed on it in a stare.


I stopped and held it in my hand, I really did not understand,


What I had found upon the ground, then as I thought I heard a sound.


“Look after me, I need a home” said the object in faintest tones.


I felt like I had been deceived. One’s ears can’t always be believed.


“Did you just speak to me?” I asked, my heart began to beat quite fast.


“I have no-one and I need help. Don’t leave me here all by myself.”


I dropped the object in surprise, what was this thing before my eyes?


I looked at it and it looked back, I felt my soul had been attacked.


The object spoke straight to my heart then pierced it just like a dart.


“I ought to keep what I’ve found here” I said aloud, certain and clear.


“Will you keep me forevermore? I need you to be deadly sure.”


The object asked and too declared. The sound of deadly made me scared.


I had to give a yes or no and in confusion I let go.


So on the wall I placed it back and made my way down homeward tracks.


I turned away, set off for home and left the object on its own.


“Please, I beg you, don’t leave me, please.” I felt a weakness at my knees.


But all the same I pressed on still, despite a new found ghostly chill.


I walked so fast through human sea, thought how the object spoke to me.


Wracked with doubt and indecision, sparkles hanging in my vision,


I kept up my self-denial and so crushed my inner child.


Instead of walking I now ran, I needed time away from man.


Time to reflect on what I saw, perhaps conclusions I could draw.


Outside my house with jingling keys, unlocked the door and deeply breathed.


Took off my coat, untied my hair, then went directly up the stairs.


I flung myself onto my bed and as I did I hit my head.


The impact made my vision blur, my speech descended to a slur.


“Argh s**t, oh f**k, my f*****g head” I held the lump, it slowly bled.


Curled myself into a ball, still reeling from the forceful fall.


I pulled my duvet over me, my eyelid's backs I sought to see.


Erased the world, replaced with black, imaginary one comes back.


A place that is a parallel, Is that, too, real? It’s hard to tell.


Since I saw there the real me, without awake sobriety.


The feeling there so pure and true, where seldom do I feel blue.


But this time I felt lost, unsure, like I was lacking something more.


I walked around without an aim and met a girl who felt the same.


I asked of her “what should I do?” She said to me “what’s best for you.”


“To get here I have travelled far” she pointed to a distant star.


“This star is what you need, young man.” She smiled at me and clasped my hand.


“The star needs you too, don’t forget: you want happiness, not regret.”


She stroked my face and walked away without another word to say.


I looked up at the glinting star, its joyful glimmer from afar.


The shining star struck a deep chord, a shine that I had seen before.


My eyes burst wide, I gasped for air, jumped out of bed, ran down the stairs.


“I need to save the star I found” my heart began to thump and pound.


I thought of what it said to me, how it had asked so helplessly,


For me to help and I said no, how I’d picked it up, let it go.


I ran with just a single care: I need that star to still be there.


My eyes burst again and then leaked, tears streaked across my face and cheeks.


“I’m sorry, I think I was wrong” I shouted as I ran along,


The dirty street where I had seen the star and it was not a dream.


I deftly managed not to fall, as I encroached upon the wall,


The wall on which the star I’d placed, as I got close I slowed my pace.


“I’m back, I’m here, I’ll keep you safe!” I yelled and wiped my sodden face.


The star had gone, it was not there. I cracked in pain, tore at my hair.


I had my chance, let it pass by. I could not really tell you why.


I should have done more when I could, if only I had understood.

© 2017 FWLeeds


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