It was night
The stars twinkled like diamonds, even if there were only a few
Pollution hid the full glory of the heavens
She had been around long enough to see them hide
Nights back before heavy lights, stargazing in hidden fields, gazing at the glory
Times so far gone
The beauty of the s t a r s masked by what used to be called p r o g r e s s
Everything in her life was a double edged sword. Love was lost. Life floated by.
But not for her
Never to be laid under the beautiful s t a r s she had soso loved
John loved her and the stars. She loved him, and freedom. So they stargazed together, hidden away in a field under talltall grass and she'd fall asleep to the w o n d e r f u l cadence of his voice, named the groups of s t a r s
Alone and free.
Now she was alone
But she wasn't free
She felt a little kinship to the stars
Watching the earth spin on, growing older but not dying.
But soso pretty. Loved.
But all the astrologers die. All the happy couples stargazing break apart. Stars are tamed through constellations.
Watching kingdoms fall. Kingdoms rise.
Watching new stars be born and old stars die.
Dying, exploding into fire, raining ashes over what was once peaceful space. Disappearing into nothing, leaving the others stars behind, reeling over this beloved source of light that had been eaten by darkness-
Maybe she had more in common with the stars then she thought.
A/N Hey guys. It's been a while, hasn't it? Missed writing (and reviews) so I sat down and wrote this little free verse mess. At midnight-o-clock. Yerp.