I guess you could call this a free verse poem… It’s from a time when I dabbled in poetry, probably one of the few ones I actually ended up liking how it turned out. And even now, I still think it’s a bit rough… But then, most of my poems are.
Stars Above and Below
Twinkling above the world, distant and cold
I would like to see what you are watching
On the ground far below, where we all dwell
Are you wishing to look up as I do?
From down here I can see the entire sky
Perhaps you see the same or maybe not
Is it your reflection that holds your gaze
I could watch your sparkling forever
But as the dawn draws shut the night’s curtain
And sends you to sleep in that vast expanse
You still look down, upon unknowing heads
Knowing you will soon draw their eyes again
I love stars. It’s like you can star up at them forever and never get sick of seeing how beautiful they are. Great poem!
Thanks, Kristen! I love them as well–that’s one of the things I miss when I’m in a city, being able to look up at them.
Liked the poem. There’s almost a childlike innocence to it.
I’m glad you liked it. I hadn’t thought of it in that way, but I can definitely see what you mean. I think that’s one of the things I love about stars–looking up at them, you can’t help but feel like a child again, marveling at the wonders of the universe.
Really touching poem, Heather! Loved it 🙂 I’ve always wondered what it is that the stars see from all the way up there…
Thanks, Krisna! I wonder the same thing. It would certainly be a different perspective than ours…