The Thing About Stars

The Thing About Stars

A Poem by Translated from Birdsong
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Freeform poem

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The night is leaking through the little holes
Somebody's got to mend the sky

I don't think they should be
Allowed to use glitter
Like that

I would put my eye up to peep through
But I think there's only light on the other side?

What does it sound like
This metal music disk
They call the Automata Sky?

Moth holes in a theatre curtain

When they said the Earth was
No longer flat
Did they consider the night?
It looks to me
That some could be
Further away than others

He has not yet decided on the shoes
So now it's just diamond dust on black

Looking up into a mirror
At the city spread below

© 2016 Translated from Birdsong


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A child staring up at the night time sky, wondering about what's beyond from an innocent mind; is the picture my mind conjured up!. I think we should all look at life innocently from time to time, especially when writing. It's a topic that keeps coming up this week too, I recorded one of mine for the dancers at the church, after about 20 takes and I had gotten past caring, it all came together perfectly!! There is no need to complicate life!! :-) Good to see you here, M!

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Added on September 24, 2016
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