RUNAWAY STAR

NONE WHATSOEVER.

                                                         RUNAWAY STAR

In the winter murk,

Along the turf,

standing alone,

Unheard and unharmed,

looking at the starry sky,

with infinite possibilities,

I see a shooting star,

Burning with ardor,

Desolate and driven,

That astronomical marvel,

With it's majestic tail,

Made a sudden trail,

So near yet so far,

Moments later,

It was gone,

Unheard and unharmed.

Author's Note

One of the random stuff.

Reviews

[Kotite]

I really like the parallels between you and the star and how when it comes down to it we're here and gone in a flash; or in your case, there and gone in a flash. I didn't see any of the recent reviews touch on the fact that you used the same line to describe your coming there to the star appearing so I just thought I'd note that and give ya some credit ^.^

[FlatLineBeauty]

Very beautiful. xo Winter

[Sarai Lee]

This is such a quiet image of watching the stars. A beautiful and simple moment. I enjoyed it!

[Baby Ricochet]

This is a lovely poem. The night skies in Afghanistan were incredible. We saw shooting stars all the time there.

[Chandradhish Ghosh]

Great piece...simple and easy...

[Maddi Snowden]

Well written. I love poems about stars and this is no exception. I particularly like the title, implying that it's leaving something behind. Nice job (:

[Michael Stevens]

Another fine poem; yes indeed!

[POETIC SOUL 2013]

This is pretty good for a random write.... Has Depth, meaning, and a smooth flow throughout. Just an excellent write. Thank you

[Odysseus Wanders]

Wonderful personification of, what i feel, is my time here... an the mark i leave upon the world as i shoot through it... I think i will read again...
Enjoyed the read. Thanks-
Best, Terry

[Heather]

I love this, you can interpret it to be literal or to even be a metaphor about life and how quickly time passes and how fast the minor and major things in life can change. B.e.a.utifully written and a lovely read, great job!! :D

[Lucifer Jones]

A beautiful picture you paint. A momentary glimmer and flash of brilliant beauty and then the space it once claimed... Life in our nut shell. Well done.