Starstruck
Starstruck Stars, but not ours, night after night in the dark. Myriads of patterns, studied since time began. The sun, our star, day after day in the light. A solitary arc, worshipped since time began.
Light Years
A lined face staring from the glass blocks out the past and tinnitus encodes the hiss and afterglow of his conception eighty years ago. He tries to find that podgy boy who went on trips to France. No chance. The misted eyes probe back in time but cannot see, although a light beam never lies […]
Day 28.
Stars. What do they mean to you? Here’s Selima Hill : http://www.poetryarchive.org/poetryarchive/singlePoem.do?poemId=16650 Stars and symbolism. PS. Tomorrow’s prompt will be published in Workshop category.