Stars are
pinpricks of heat and light
that burn.
We are
desperate moths blind and lost,
abandoned,
Clear nights
call to us, beckon us with a
whisper,
we can’t resist it
the desperate pull.
Stars are
pinpricks of heat and light
that burn,
until we are
turned away.
Abandoned.
r.l.w
Beautiful imagery…I love this. I feature artists from time to time. You should check out my artists and advertisers page. Would love to add you to the roster!
Thank you. That would be great.
Lovely poem …. love the comparison between pinpricks and the sun
Thank you.
lovely imagery!
Thanks.
I love this! The imagery and slow, thoughtful pace is incredible! I love love love it!
Thank you 🙂
Hi, I was browsing through the A to Z Challenge lineup and found your blog. This is a lovely poem, I liked the way it flowed. 🙂
Thank you very much!
Great poem! I love the slow layout! Very nice 🙂
I also liked your poem. I found you because of your interest in Love Lost & Found. Good luck with this year’s Valentine Day and may it be a wonderful day for you.
Beautiful. The imagery is epic, and what great rhythm!
Thanks, that’s awesome of you to say.
Lovely, and so apropos!
Thank you 🙂
I like the imagery, repetition, and rhythm in this poem. Well done!
Thank you very much.
Wow, that’s really nice! I especially like “we are desperate moths, blind and lost, abandoned…” Beautiful!
Michele at Angels Bark
Thank you. Glad you liked it.
Beautiful. A little sad, but maybe that’s me.
Thank you 🙂 I think it feels a little sad too.