It's Still Life

About Those Falling Stars

When the First Star Fell

… the clouds fled.
That lone star,
that fell.
So free.
A splash and then
its ripple came,
and the sea was quieted
by the night.
Shining starlight
was its special gift.
And no one knew —
in the dark the sun exists.

written for PB’s “create a myth or story” about falling stars. ©️ Misky 2019

Misky

Sep 6, 2019

Poetic Bloomings, Poetry

falling stars

10 responses to “About Those Falling Stars”

scotthastiepoet

Sep 6, 2019 at 11:21 am

Nice light (but at the same time deep…) touch here Misky. I enjoyed this – thank you…

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1. Misky
  
  Sep 6, 2019 at 11:31 am
  
  Thank you very much.
  
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Phillip Knight Scott

Sep 6, 2019 at 1:20 pm

Hopeful-ish ending is great!
“And no one knew —
in the dark the sun exists.”

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1. Misky
  
  Sep 6, 2019 at 1:57 pm
  
  Thanks!
  
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Grace

Sep 7, 2019 at 12:34 am

Mysteriously beautiful.

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msjadeli

Sep 7, 2019 at 12:36 am

without knowing everything, faith has a chance to work its magic. beautiful poem.

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Frank Hubeny

Sep 7, 2019 at 2:10 am

Nice lines: “and the sea was quieted
by the night.” I hope the sun survives all that.

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eliasslc

Sep 8, 2019 at 2:44 pm

Yes, it does.
Seeing is not always believing.
😊

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Björn Rudberg (brudberg)

Sep 9, 2019 at 2:45 pm

Oh we just have to trust the fact that in depth of night the sun still shines.

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Rob Kistner

Sep 9, 2019 at 5:25 pm

I like the lovely ecstatic essence of this piece?

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