I WILL NEVER BE A STAR

By Charles Robert Lindholm

I Will Never Be A Star
A Celestial Body
In The Midnight Sky
Sending Out
Rays Of Light
Across The Vast
Universe

Immortal

The smallest candle
Can light countless other wicks
And live forever.

The small hours – haiku

Candle’s flame burns bright
melting away the small hours
Silence befriends me

As I Blow out a Candle I Cry

Dear
Feather
Of the midnight,
Shant you leave your
Root? Shant you fly wild

Reaching for the Stars?

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What makes us feel the desire to reach for the stars
To strive to better, to be more than others believe
Are we endowed with a flawed desire for adventure
Or is it a life test that we give more than we receive.

Night write

 

And in this small hour
the noir of night
inspired by flame
from candlelight
my pen finds words
succinct, contrite
and into verse
to craft and write

Shine little one

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