I’d like to share a poem I wrote called ‘Falling Stars.’ It was published in a fantasy poetry book of mine called Feathers, Dreams and Faerie Wings, which is currently out of print.
Falling Stars
A silent sky and rays of light,
the firmament’s evening sight.
Beams illuminate the dusky night,
an expression of gentleness and might.
She watches them from far below,
a lady grey-haired, crowned with a bow.
There promises to be an awesome show,
as stars fall aglow.
Hundreds of lights shimmer, awakening;
a waterfall of stars softly twinkling.
She hadn’t envisioned these wonders illuminating,
the velvet backdrop of night, crickets chirping.
Thanks for reading my poem. :) Stay tuned for more poetry in the near future.
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