A twinkling star
once caught my eye
and never left my sight
from somewhere afar
it hovers on high
and casts a blissful light
on sacred ground
where dreams have found
a place to spend the night.
Star Struck
08 Thursday Mar 2012
Posted in Poetry
Whispers In The Wind 
Awesome..
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….this sounds like it should be sung as a bedtime song to some sweet child who would surely dream sweet dreams as a result…
=)
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Awww. thanks Sam.
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I like the understated nature of this poem – the way the star has a massive effect on you (an expectation also set up by the title) but the way you write it out is not overly grandiose or pretentious – illustrates the profundity of the effect in a gentle way, which makes it *more* impacting.
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I really liked the soft sounds in this piece – sight, light, night…eye, high…It’s all very calming.
I enjoyed this very much.
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Thank you Blue!
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Very nice !
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Thank you!
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