Sophia White

Rookie - 3 Points ('90 / America)

One Star - Poem by Sophia White

The sky is blacker than a bottle of ink
Spilled across a panther’s pelt
In the deepest, darkest cave.

There is no sound but Silence.
No music plays but Quiet
The very air has fallen still.

No beast moves, no bird takes wing.
No man breathes, no child sings.
Nothing is – but black.

But suddenly my eye can see
A single, solitary life afloat on the black.
One star.

Comments about One Star by Sophia White

  • Kristoffer Pedersen (3/13/2007 3:51:00 PM)

    I love when the sky is filled with only one star. great poem (Report)Reply

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  • Esther Leclerc (5/26/2006 10:10:00 AM)

    Mmm, seen this, felt this so many times but it's always new again when that first star appears... A beauty of a poem. Thank you! Esther : ] (Report)Reply

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  • Anjana Aravind (5/25/2006 11:27:00 PM)

    A very sweet and soft poem. I like it.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 25, 2006

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