Fallen Star

Fallen Star Through mythinly-veiledfearI watch asmy star fellto the earthand I sawour lovelay dyingin the dirt There it stoodin reliefproud of the soilwhere youwould pick it upand thencast it asidehurting me as only you could You, my princewho promisedme the worldNow destroyingmy happinessBanishing meto the wildernessas if I never existedHow little I knew  Christine Bolton – Poetry forContinue reading “Fallen Star”