Poem: Tall Stars – 08/07/21

Closing time,
the curtains shut,
enough of this pantomime;
we’ve watched smouldering stars.

Time and time again
we’ve viewed crashes and burns,
from deep evening
into the precious morn.

As surely as they’ve arisen,
they began spectacularly falling,
stories resplendent,
some unusually stalling,

highlights of the millennium,
highlights of the times,
wonder not at their endings –
significant pages finally calling.

And duration of life
seems longer
the more we linger,
beckon, tempt
the stories further,
coax forth –
encouraging hands and fingers.

Stars, tell your tales,
share your stories in full,
otherwise relinquish your memories
to the handsome, awaiting Moon.

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