His Star.

I chased this evening

evening's fade in sunset clouds,

silver tin-foiled filigree 

tied to grey-as-granite mountains.

Tinted skirts of hazy 

daytime's late farewell lit night's 

ballooning moon parade

displayed as fire on quiet shoreline.

Invasive scarlet-swathe

hued day's best forgotten noon 

when darker stronghold's rain 

rolled dust-cascades forming gloom.

Drifted with waning sky's

azure came memory's beams,    

pain-shot their spotlighting

shadows still haunting my dreams.

Yet I chased tonight

night's demons away by love's

recall when I saw brighter

his star winking at me from above. 

Reviews

[Einstein Noodle]

i read your remarks below and it certainly turns personal and sad .. which, in poetry, has its own value too ;) you worked imagery to the max .. really like the roll off the tongue "silver tin-foiled filigree" ..so i sat watching the sun go down ... behind the mountains ..and sat there still as the moon and "his star" arose .. easy to understand how one can wax into memories of love that has departed .. one way or another .. the closing positive note says your protagonist has survived the calamity .. and can think of it with a certain fondness now ... a place for the recovered eh!?
E.

[Fay Slimm]

seeing a star that seems to be winking inspires many a poet to write eh - many thanks for your visit and comment on my humble effort.

[Einstein Noodle]

:) ................

[Neville]

I am so glad I found this oldie tucked away... it is indeed sad, and very... nevertheless, I suspect all those who take the time to consider'His Star' will agree with me that your words have an intrinsic beauty as well as a more obvious extrinsic aesthetic value too..... star cool.... Neville

[Fay Slimm]

Star- bright thanks for this loverly review Nev......yes tis an oldie in more senses than one but value of love though lost is still held high by poets like me........ thanking you muchly and true........... Fay

[Neville]

tis but a pleasure and mine.. N

[Fay Slimm]

This poem has a personal dimension, hence the tinge of sadness but hoping that readers will find something of value in it however.

[Neville]

these words are far more deserving of attention than they have so far been afforded.. I hope others will now follow suit and leave their own mark behind me.... a cracking poem here we have.... Neville

[Fay Slimm]

Thank you and more for your visit and kind comment my friend.............. much appreciated.

[Neville]

tis but a pleasure..