Lost

   I haven't been on here for quite a while. I feel really guilty about that. Summer has been extremely busy and I have been working on a few projects; a book being one of them. It has been a great summer and I have enjoyed every minute of it; I have the pictures to prove it.

   This poem, I titled Lost, came from a writing prompt last night at The River Bottom Writers group meeting. The prompt was 'What is lost among the stars.'

   Two reasons encouraged me to write this poem. The first is my great friend Leslie, to whom I dedicate this poem, who noted one day that she would like to see me write something less...how shall we say?...gloomy. The second reason was due to dreams that I have lost so many years ago and want to find them again.

   Dreams are so important to all of us. Hold fast to your dreams and see them become reality. Keep writing!! Enjoy!!

Lost

There is something lost deep among the stars

Embedded in the rich ebony sky

Their jeweled light captures my searching gaze

As a moth drawn to a flickering flame

Somewhere within the arms of the heavens

Souls of the sleeping wander the vast night

Seeking relics abandoned and forgotten

Now buried and hidden beyond the stars

Past the Guardians of the Forgotten

Souls hunt ‘til colours of morning’s dawn shine

Many find seizing tight to meet the gleam

Others, lowered brow, awaken to bleak gray

There is something lost deep among the stars

Embedded in the rich ebony sky

As darkness blankets me my soul lifts high

I drift past the Guardians of Lost Dreams

Here within the arms of the vast heavens

Searching consumes each decaying minute

The colours of dawn will not see empty hands

With lifted brow, firm grasp, hope shines brighter