Star Afar
That Night I saw you It was the hope
of my golden treasures.
Never the less notice you
Until this day.
You ,as I visualized your
nostalgic self sharing the sky.
Your glass slipperslike Cinderella
escaping from her charming prince.
Star Afar
A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
Title | Comments | Submitted |
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Title | Comments | Submitted |
As the Creator Should Know | 0 | 09/18/2010 |
Quest | 0 | 12/22/2009 |
The Lonely Writer | 0 | 10/10/2009 |
Suffering | 0 | 10/17/2009 |
Star Afar | 0 | 08/13/2009 |
I Never Knew if He Existed | 0 | 10/17/2009 |
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