Day…..After Day

High above
stars paint the sky
dead pricks of light
incapable of producing wish fulfillment
no matter how much one hopes.
Fingers crossed
toes too
luck must come to me…..
I never broke a mirror.
I never walked beneath a ladder.
I found a four leaf clover.
Magic…..
right?
I loath to give up
to admit to defeat
that reality is the truth
there is no wonder left to discover.
No dancing under the waves.
No dancing above the clouds.
Grey
bleak
empty life
day…..
after day…..
after day.
Skies once colored rose and gold
a world full of joy
of beauty
I danced then
I spun dreams
believing
wanting the fairy tale ending.
Grey dust
empty husk
broken
shattered
day…..
after day…..
after day…..
til death do me part.
©June 10/19
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Firelight

Star light

Star bright

I wish I may 

I wish I might

have this wish I wish tonight.

Staring at the skies above

reminded

how vast

how so large

the universe we live in

really is.

My eyes flit from star to star

as I wonder

which it is

that will grant

my wish?

I know the truth

I know wishes will not come true

from the cold white radiance

shining above.

I care not.

I wrap the night

a dark cloak around me

lost in the mysticism

of the firelight.

Photo by Nathan Anderson on Unsplash