Stardust (The Waiting Game)

Another from those late night bursts of unknown inspiration

Dust from a muted star
Charry from the sting of entry
Gazing back into the black night
Praying for a chance again to be a part
Of something that shines, but doesn't fade.

A leaf long since fallen,
Brown and soggy,listless
Crushed beneath the weight
Of last month's pale snow yearning
For a chance to come in out of the cold

The memory of a whisper, the ghost of a dream
A shade of blue so deep and vivid that it burns the eyes
Until all of the color in the world fades away as a moth in twilight

I wait.

Reviews

[+xDrunkenFairytalex+]

Amazing! Beautiful write. Thank you for entering my contest.

[PhoeniX]

sweet and angelic.
words that float with the aroma of romance

[Eagle Cruagh]

Awwww ! You have written the ultimate in
romantic poetry.
You have the magic, the gift, you inspire us, capture
our imagination and spin tales of wonder and delight
with this sweet economy of words that I love so much.
This is my favorite. Thank you !
RATE: 100%
---- Eagle Cruagh

[Ralphy]

How beautiful this write is especially because you chose the one serenity that contains infinite possibilities. A sort of dust to dawn or the rebirth of the star dust �as you waits.

I suppose your passion plays an important role in this poem as I think back on a recent review you did... it's quite evident. But to think that "Another from those late night bursts of unknown inspiration" was the moderator makes me a tad bit jealous. Nice write

[Mokey]

Beautiful! :) Excellent imagery and rhythm with your ending. This is a nice poem that is open enough in meaning to be appreciated by anyone!