The Lost Star Poem by Steven P. Croat

The Lost Star



The night ticking
and dissolved into silver dust.
This second can be the last.

Where are you?

(...frozen air...)
I fear
your secret
on the grey street.
There isn't a trace!
Just a huge dark space...

I see the upset sky.
I can't find you,
in vain I try...
your smoldering light
don't wave in the night...

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