The Poets' Stars

The Poets' Stars

A Poem by Megan

Ink flows through the veins of the poet


Brilliance churns in his cranium


Black ink dries on the page before him


And sets in stone on his skin


His words were transcribed in the stars


He'd return to them every night


Only to gaze upon the beauty he's created


And engrave even more stars


Into his very own moonlit night.

© 2014 Megan


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I can say that you have improved a lot in your craft. Good work!

Posted 10 Years Ago


This creates a very pretty image.

He'd return to them every night

Only to gaze upon the beauty he's created

And engrave even more stars

Into his very own moonlit night.

Very nicely penned :)

Posted 10 Years Ago



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Added on February 4, 2014
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A Poem by Megan