Saturday 11 March 2023

 The Place Where The Stars Are Buried


I’m on my way to the place 

where the stars are buried

under a roof of rain.

I won’t get lost.

I’m following the silver snail

trails and the muddy pools

with the little shimmers of spangles.

When I get there - to the place

where the stars are buried.

I shall dig a little, dig

just enough to let

a glimmer of light out.

Just enough to let

the love sparkle and

sizzle in the light

before it burns.



https://lothlorienpoetryjournal.blogspot.com/2023/03/three-poems-by-lynn-white.html



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