Starry Night

Been working on a few new things, but nothing is polished up yet, so here is something old. It is a villanelle, one of the trickiest poems to write. It likely makes more sense if I posted the story I originally put it in, but eh...the form is still pretty good. Basically the poem is the ramblings of a girl in love with the stars.




Starry Night

It is only from a vast distance -
a gift given from the black sky;
From you - my soul receives subsistence.


I bloom only through your existence,
yet I fear your light is a lie!
Sirius, your face - the spark of my resistance

Undetected and unspoken we twine in coexistence.
Within the dead of night, hope leaves in a sigh.
From you my soul receives subsistence.

Solitude pleads for death and knows no moral persistence.
Until I fall captive to your glittering canine eye,
Sirius, your face is my spark of existence!

And the lies of my companions offer no consistence.
Your light remains long after tears run dry.
From you my soul receives subsistence.

And I never stumble aimlessly, I always seek your assistance.
Every breath for you, my formless ally!
It is only from a vast distance -
From you - my soul receives subsistence.





- Posted using the awesomeness of Salazar Slytherin!