Star Dust

StarDust

 

on an eve which should not have been,

 

a soul lie scattered,

 

as millions of pieced-stars adorning the sky….

 

broken, these splinters

 

yet, so full of light…

 

how could they all be so far away?

 

when their light still shone across the quiet being…

 

how many did he elude,

 

never pausing a moment or two….

 

how many times he must have walked beneath….

 

never once hushing to feel their breeze…

 

but… the enchantment of their touch,

 

was in no way coincident on a placid eve such as this…

 

their radiance, when bestowed upon a weary soul

 

could at no time, nor never, ever be ignored.

 

for this was a lover’s spell

 

hung under the eternity of the night’s starlit glow.

 

Reviews

[Arthur Henn]

Very Nice!

Love the way you ended this.

the enchantment of their touch,
was in no way coincident on a placid eve such as this�
their radiance, when bestowed upon a weary soul
could at no time, nor never, ever be ignored.
for this was a lover's spell
hung under the eternity of the night's starlit glow.

Art

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Love the correlation between beautiful night sky being taken for granite and someone love not being appreciated by the object of their affection. your words again are spellbinding. You have that breathtaking wow factor.

[KUFU]

I agree with Art!!
'a lover's spell' ...that's just beautiful word art!

[deeps]

I like this piece

but� the enchantment of their touch,
was in no way coincident on a placid eve such as this�
their radiance, when bestowed upon a weary soul
could at no time, nor never, ever be ignored.

Love these lines here, This is very well expressed
and well written.