Absent StarsA 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 ShawFeatured Review
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Added on September 22, 2018Last Updated on September 22, 2018 AuthorChris ShawBerkshire, United KingdomAboutAlbert, my paternal grandfather introduced me to Tennyson when I was nine. I have loved poetry ever since but did not attempt writing a single piece until I was 40. It's never too late to try somethin.. more..Writing
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