Shooting Stars

Falling asleep one night, I hard a large bird, wings flapping outside the window.....

Shooting Stars

Last night I heard the wingbeats of a bird so large it seemed to span the house

Brushing the walls and sweeping the skies all at the same time

The house shook and trembled and the stars clattered and jangled together

Just a dream, I thought, a heavenly vision on the edge of sleep

But this morning, as I left the house I saw

A feathered brush stroke up the walls and across the roof

And in my garden, 'mongst the foxgloves, 

Were three stars, upended in the lawn

Reviews

[katie]

I really like this! I could hear the stars clatter and jangle together! Nice imagery! Great work!

[Christine]

Many thanks.

[Pete Langley]

They say dimensions and universees sometimes collide twixt wake and sleep.....and who am I to argue, Murphy? I love the feel of this....the birth of another fairy tale! P.

[Christine]

Thank you Pete, one of those nighttime things.

[Beccy]

Magical is the only word that fits these lines. I love the thought of that feathered brush stroke.

Beccy.

[Christine]

Thank you Beccy, glad you liked it.

[Samuel Dickens]

Stars swept down from the sky--now that's a fantastic vision. At about age 14, I actually saw an enormous bird flying over as I peered out my bedroom window one night, but it didn't leave me any stars.

[Christine]

It only happens as you're falling asleep I'm afraid.

[Frieda P]

Whimsical, wish upon a star, sometimes dreams do come true. Enjoyed.

[Christine]

Thanks, glad you enjoyed it.