Absent Stars

Absent Stars

A Poem by Chris Shaw

And who has swept the stars away
not one remains in sight?
Too eager with their bristle brush
they've cleaned the sky at night.
So all those clustered gems I love
which give me peace of mind,
are huddled in an unknown place
that torchlight can not find.

A canvas stretches end to end
devoid of silver light.
The moon has left, those sparklers gone
will no one hear my plight?
If I should ask or make a wish
or plead for compromise,
will someone spare two tiny stars
and place them in my eyes?

© 2018 Chris Shaw


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Taken literally, I too miss the stars. I remember when young going to the mountains with no outside light and seeing so many stars, now all gone due to light pollution. But figuratively, I feel that the present has taken the stars from our eyes with its form of light pollution. Nicely done Chris.

Posted 1 Year Ago


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Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Thank you Soren. I appreciate the thoughts you have shared here. All the best.

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That was a little piece of wonderful. Read like a bedtime rhyme. I will see if any of us have some stars to share, if not you can have all mine.

Posted 6 Years Ago


Chris Shaw

6 Years Ago

Aw what a softie you are Crowley. Thank you for checking this one out.

Chris
We all need something to believe in. and when we can not see what we are looking for it can be a very lonely place. Wonderful use of metaphors in this poem.

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

6 Years Ago

Hello pleased to meet you, and welcome to my page. I really appreciate your feedback. Thank you so m.. read more
The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)

6 Years Ago

You are very welcome.
OMG Chris! Absolutely stellar (!) poem with superb imagery, form, cadence and rhyme. I can picture a mother reading or singing this to her child at bedtime. Every line is lyrical, musical and memorable. What a star-swept imagination you have! Oh, and about your eyes- I see a star-shaped sparkle twinkling from each one.....Perfect Poem.

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

6 Years Ago

Dear Annette, your comments very much appreciated. Thank you.

Chris
Ah this touches my heart. Abs loved the last lines. The night calls to us in strange ways and that with comes with it...
Lovely imagery too. :)

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

6 Years Ago

Hello Dr Y. Pleased you enjoyed the imagery in this poem. Thank you for checking in.

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Chris, this poem just flows and touches such tender spots in the reader's heart! Like a little girl momentarily lost on a dark night, without her much-loved, familiar lights. Moments of trepidation, we are all too familiar with in our lives. I love the imagery of the dark night it conjured in my mind. Almost magical. So beautifully written!

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

6 Years Ago

You are very generous DIVYA and I am thankful for your comments.

Chris
Tempted to just leave the words: 'Beautiful but also, sadly true.' However, need to say, - forgive the pun, you've truly outshone your skill as a poet by writing this.. from your heart.

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

6 Years Ago

Hello Em. Thank you for your lovely review. Appreciated very much.

Chris
emmajoy

6 Years Ago

It's a beautiful poem.
You are the star Chris, this is written in just the right time after about three nights of dazzling moon shine. Blame the moon for outshining your stars and just give it a couple of nights more and your stars will re-appear. Loved the poem and will look forward to more. Rod.

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

6 Years Ago

Hello Rod, thanks for that lovely review. I'll keep posting, if you keep reading :))

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You are a metaphysical genius, aren't you, Chris? The beautiful allusion of the astral entitities which stand as harbingers of hope and light is employed with such delicate rhythm. The stars and the luminiscence of the moon provide clarity of vision, without which the night seems opaque and obscure. Your narrator's plaint is visceral and you convey her haplessness and blindness without cutting any corners.

I know for a fact, that light or love is never too far away, only when you allow them to enter your filtered walls.

Beautiful writing, chris. You are as impactful as prolific.

Cheers!
M.

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

6 Years Ago

You are far too generous Mallika:)

Chris
Gentle, wonderful and perfect flow of words led to amazing ending. I did enjoy this poem dear Chris. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

6 Years Ago

So pleased you enjoyed my lines Coyote. Thank you so much.

Chris
Coyote Poetry

6 Years Ago

I did enjoy and you are welcome Chris.
I think you do a fabulous job here of conveying that we’ve erased the night sky with all our lights here on Earth. Imagine how lucky folks were back then.

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

6 Years Ago

Yes Maxwell. We don't get those beautiful star studded nights very often. Such a pity. Thank you for.. read more

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Chris Shaw
Chris Shaw

Berkshire, United Kingdom



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