and he sat
on the north star
with tears
frozen
on his cheeks
like diamonds
catching the errant light
of passing comets
he could not see
but he felt
a tugging
in his soul
he watched
with strained vision
searching
for the thing
that sent shivers
through him
knowing it wasn’t
just the cold
of space
on his skin
but the need
for something
more
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Hi, Mike. Thanks for sharing such a beautfully well penned poem. Love the imagery and melancholic feel of the narrative. Have reblogged. Happy Tuesday. Have a great day. Goff
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thank you Goff!
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My pleasure. Best Regards. Goff
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god, I love this series
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I have no idea what’s happening in it. Just writing as it comes. Glad it works. Lol
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It is working well, for me…. of course… pretty much all your stuff works for me lol
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that’s all that matters
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