Tuesday, 11 August 2015

Stardust

This is a poem written by my very self this year. I do not profess to have any talent, I just thought I'd add some of my own work in with the works I admire so much. This particular poem was inspired rather obviously by the film/book Stardust (ordered here as I came across them not by chronological production).

Once on a summer's night
A star fell from the sky
In amongst the hills and glades
By dark and light she'd cry

So lost and lonely, cold and tired
Invisible to all
Her light was fading quickly
Only love could save her fall.

Once on a winter's night
Tears dousing her to rock
She came across a river
Who her weary path did block.

He would not check his current
For some lowly dust and ash
So sighing she stepped downward
And removed her fraying sash.

Each tear drop of the struggle
Ebbed away her final strength
He did not know his water
Ebbed away the dirt at length

Until the star lay gleaming
On the other riverside
He looked and loved upon her
All in vain; his star had died.

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