A Poem: Sunset Starlight

Time for another poem from my back catalogue. Most of my writing time has been spent on editing a longer novel recently, so I haven't produced anything new in a while. To keep things ticking over here, I've dug up this poem I wrote a few months back which is probably one of my favourites.

Sunset Starlight

Last rays of Sunset and the first star of Night,

Between them a poet, who hides in the light,

Counting the seconds as time slips away,

And counting down time till the end of the day.

Fire so red and a Blackness so blue,

The Sun and the Stars just remind him of You.

The light in your eyes was the light of his life,

And now that you're gone, his world's full of strife.

A face in the sunset or a word in the dark,

He knows it's not You but it still brings a spark,

A memory trying and dying like suns,

And leaving this poet with nowhere to run.            

So he waits for the dawn and the first light of day,

Hoping your light keeps the darkness at bay,

Waiting for sunlight but not knowing why,

And knowing the light is the light in your eyes.

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Not an awful lot to say about this one, so thanks for reading and feel free to leave a comment.