Textures Of Stars Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Textures Of Stars



Twinkling stars, poking my mind with thought
as I look up at the sky, held gently in my mind.

Being able to touch the stars now, in imagination,
I find their textures unlike any on earth.

Crinkly, yet not, they confuse my senses as I try
to save this new star in a special slot in my brain.

Next time I go outside in the nighttime air and
look upon the sky, I will remember the texture's
feeling in imagination's mind.

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