Poems given to me while spillin' tea on my keyboard, often get dropped here for the benefit of humanity and my own hubris.
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I lit a star tonight
I’m not sure why
The sky was full of light.
I suppose I just miss
The stars in your eyes
Capturing your essence.
But my star, a ghastly hole
If held up next to the
Brilliance of the soul.
Wish you’d come. You’re so far
Cast this from my sight
Outshine this crucial star.
Shining pale at midnight.
© 1995-2005, Howard Abrams • Except where otherwise noted, all original content is licensed under a Creative Commons License (see details).
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