Shooting Star


Icarus (Photo credit: Jim Moran)

He was a shooting star
Across a desolate sky
A moment of brilliance
In a blanket of darkness
He shined briefly
Before he fell

Icarus personified
Climbing his stairway
To sunlit heaven
Before his own shining
Rivalled the fire
And burnt itself out

He was a supernova
Delicious disaster
Siren call to hundreds
A captivating black hole
Drawing us in
To the undoing
Of his nothingness
Shooting star

© Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved

About helenvalentina

Like most people, I have a number of sides to me. The most interesting one probably emerges through my writing, hence this blog. I love to read, and also to write, and so this is a way to share both.
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5 Responses to Shooting Star

  1. Astropoetry today. 🙂

  2. One would like to think one’s light burnt a fraction longer than a shooting star, but like a lot of things in life there are those who are one hit wonders. Sometimes we exhibit so much potential only to die an inglorious death, all very disappointing really. Oh my Helen but that’s all pessimistic isn’t it. Such a thought provoking poem.

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