After the Afterglow

After the Afterglow

A Poem by Michael G. Smith

Sidelined beneath the skies of heaven’s pride

Meditates my conscience swollen

Meanings much too fathom, undermine

Then my peripheral vision glimpses a wounded star befallen

 

A goliath whom tumbles into Earthly sand

Divulged divergent in devour

No rescue comes from reach of cosmic hand

Oh, how the mighty fall from every ivory tower

 

Tis hero or villain in suits of starlight guise

Or universal actor across a Milky Stage

Battle bled by Fates and Saints alike

I can only guess it lived once in a blaze of glory days

 

Imagine on the battlefield now, a figure lies

And reverie plays upon night wind’s lips

As confessions out of the ashes rise

To greet forgiveness at the edge of Death’s precipice

 

And soon my thoughts within they quicken

Manifest past sins, ones hoping to expunge

The star falls, acceptance to its end

Another trouper bites the dust

 

Yet, within mind’s eye scene replays once more itself

In relations to a man of fragile soul

Star befallen sight unseen, yet it’s impact, consequential felt

Begs me to inquisition, do I believe in life after, after The Afterglow

© 2021 Michael G. Smith


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This is an interesting poem but that font makes it hard to read I think.

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