Best Star Poems

You have to be always drunk. That's all there is to it--it's the
only way. So as not to feel the horrible burden of time that breaks
your back and bends you to the earth, you have to be continually
drunk.
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Here come real stars to fill the upper skies,
And here on earth come emulating flies,
That though they never equal stars in size,
(And they were never really stars at heart)
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Once, at night, in the manor wood
My Love and I long silent stood,
Amazed that any heavens could
Decree to part us, bitterly repining.
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I want to have the extremes of your Love,
See, how silly am I, wishing for unachievable.

I don't care if you maltreat me or promise to unveil your beauty,
I just want something unbearable to test my fortitude
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O tower of light, sad beauty
that magnified necklaces and statues in the sea,
calcareous eye, insignia of the vast waters, cry
of the mourning petrel, tooth of the sea, wife
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Earliest morning, switching all the tracks
that cross the sky from cinder star to star,
coupling the ends of streets
to trains of light.
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When I die choose a star
and name it after me
that you may know
I have not abandoned
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Winter uses all the blues there are.
One shade of blue for water, one for ice,
Another blue for shadows over snow.
The clear or cloudy sky uses blue twice-
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Moonless darkness stands between.
Past, the Past, no more be seen!
But the Bethlehem-star may lead me
To the sight of Him Who freed me
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O! say can you see, by the dawn's early light,
What so proudly we hail'd at the twilight's last gleaming,
Whose broad stripes and bright stars through the perilous fight,
O'er the ramparts we watch'd, were so gallantly streaming?
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Ah, Moon—and Star!
You are very far—
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Slowly the west reaches for clothes of new colors
which it passes to a row of ancient trees.
You look, and soon these two worlds both leave you
one part climbs toward heaven, one sinks to earth.
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The time that my journey takes is long and the way of it long.

I came out on the chariot of the first gleam of light, and pursued my
voyage through the wildernesses of worlds leaving my track on many a star and planet.
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My universe, that's what you are,
My morning sun and my evening star,
The reason for every step I take,
And help with every move I make,
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Sky watching
On top of a mass of green and brown
Sitting knee to knee
Forehead to forehead
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Beautiful star with the crimson lips
And flagrant daffodil hair,
Come back, come back, in the shaking ships
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Busy, with an idea for a code, I write
signals hurrying from left to right,
or right to left, by obscure routes,
for my own reasons; taking a word like writes
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All, that I know
Of a certain star
Is, it can throw
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sparkle, sparkle little star
in your vast space in the galaxy very far
nothing can mach your beauty and power
your face! how pretty! like the face of my flower
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My falling star thou art
not a fading one-
I caught you quick
my aesthetics
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But listen, I am warning you
I'm living for the very last time.
Not as a swallow, nor a maple,
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A lonely star in the sky,
Is looking for a friend,
It wants to die,
Cause no one intend.
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Lo! in the painted oriel of the West,
Whose panes the sunken sun incarnadines,
Like a fair lady at her casement, shines
The evening star, the star of love and rest!
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I was dead, then alive.
Weeping, then laughing.

The power of love came into me,
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The sky puts on the darkening blue coat
held for it by a row of ancient trees;
you watch: and the lands grow distant in your sight,
one journeying to heaven, one that falls;
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For Lincoln MacVeagh

Never tell me that not one star of all
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Jackson is no more,
Singer at heart and at centre core,
Hundreds or thousands might have wept,
Glorious tradition maintained and lively kept,
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Above the marge of night a star still shines,
And on the frosty hills the sombre pines
Harbor an eerie wind that crooneth low
Over the glimmering wastes of virgin snow.
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Dropp’d feather from the wings of God
My little songs and snatches are,
So light He does not hear them fall
As He goes by, from star to star.
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Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are,
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky.
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Alone I set out on the road;
The flinty path is sparkling in the mist;
The night is still. The desert harks to God,
And star with star converses.
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Our Christmas gift
From God's only Son
Star-filled nights
Sun-filled days
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Sleep, little pigeon, and fold your wings,--
Little blue pigeon with velvet eyes;
Sleep to the singing of mother-bird swinging--
Swinging the nest where her little one lies.
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Star of my heart, I follow from afar.
Sweet Love on high, lead on where shepherds are,
Where Time is not, and only dreamers are.
Star from of old, the Magi-Kings are dead
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Light-winged Smoke, Icarian bird,
Melting thy pinions in thy upward flight,
Lark without song, and messenger of dawn
Circling above the hamlets as they nest;
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I stood beside a hill
Smooth with new-laid snow,
A single star looked out
From the cold evening glow.
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He will love you presently
If you be the way you be.
Send your heart a-skittering.
He will stoop, and lift the thing.
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To be a childhood star
Knowing you've surpassed the bar
To see the moon beyond the sky
Totally sober and not high
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A sunset's mounded cloud;
A diamond evening-star;
Sad blue hills afar;
Love in his shroud.
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Where crowns a purple haze
Ashimmer in sunlight rays
The hill called Incense-Burner Peak, from far
To see, hung o'er the torrent's wall,
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One bright star in the vast unknown
A blazing ember in the night sky shone
Reminding me that I'm not alone...............
One bright star;
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VI
We lack, yet cannot fix upon the lack:
Not this, nor that; yet somewhat, certainly.
We see the things we do not yearn to see
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O pale green sea,
With long, pale, purple clouds above -
What lies in me like weight of love ?
What dies in me
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The night is come, but not too soon;
And sinking silently,
All silently, the little moon
Drops down behind the sky.
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In order to make a star with five branches
Where six would have been the same
A circle must first be drawn
In order to make a star with five branches ...
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Less than the cloud to the wind,
Less than the foam to the sea,
Less than the rose to the storm,
Am I to thee.
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The eyes that mock me sign the way
Whereto I pass at eve of day.

Grey way whose violet signals are
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For one, the amaryllis and the rose;
The poppy, sweet as never lilies are;
The ripen'd vine, that beckons as it blows;
The dancing star.
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The day was when I did not keep myself in readiness for thee;
and entering my heart unbidden even as one of the common crowd,
unknown to me, my king, thou didst press the signet of eternity upon
many a fleeting moment of my life.
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Now the bright morning-star, Day’s harbinger,
Comes dancing from the East, and leads with her
The flowery May, who from her green lap throws
The yellow cowslip and the pale primrose.
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Stars, I have seen them fall,
But when they drop and die
No star is lost at all
From all the star-sown sky.
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'T was far away and long ago,
When I was but a dreaming boy,
This fairy tale of love and woe
Entranced my heart with tearful joy;
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Stars wheel in purple, yours is not so rare
as Hesperus, nor yet so great a star
as bright Aldeboran or Sirius,
nor yet the stained and brilliant one of War;
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I - STARLIGHT

With two bright eyes, my star, my love,
Thou lookest on the stars above:
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There is a looker-on who sits behind my eyes. I seems he has seen
things in ages and worlds beyond memory's shore, and those
forgotten sights glisten on the grass and shiver on the leaves. He
has seen under new veils the face of the one beloved, in twilight
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The shining star so far above
Twinkle signs of twinkle love,

So to the star blow your flying kisses
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The wind is singing through the trees to-night,
A deep-voiced song of rushing cadences
And crashing intervals. No summer breeze
Is this, though hot July is at its height,
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If Keats could have seen through Hubble's eyes
when the sonnet ‘Bright Star' he wrote,
meaning its telescope-imaged skies
with those stellar tableaux afloat,
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To Charles A. Young, Astronomer

"Two things," the wise man said, "fill me with awe:
The starry heavens and the moral law."
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O STAR of France!
The brightness of thy hope and strength and fame,
Like some proud ship that led the fleet so long,
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Like to the falling of a star,
Or as the flights of eagles are,
Or like the fresh spring's gaudy hue,
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At last, to be identified!
At last, the lamps upon thy side
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Fields beneath a quilt of snow
From which the rocks and stubble sleep,
And in the west a shy white star
That shivers as it wakes from deep.
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Star that bringest home the bee,
And sett'st the weary labourer free!
If any star shed peace, 'tis thou,
That send'st it from above,
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Begin each morning with a talk to God,
And ask for your divine inheritance
Of usefulness, contentment, and success.
Resign all fear, all doubt, and all despair.
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i am sad
i am blue
i`ve nothing to live for
and nothing else to do
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The fervent, pale-faced Mother ere she sleep,
Looks out upon the zigzag-lighted square,
The beautiful bare trees, the blue night-air,
The revelation of the star-strewn deep,
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No matter who you are, you are beautiful
A brilliant star soaring across the sky
Despite where you’ve come from, and what you did
You can come out on the top, soarin’ and flyin’ high.
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Though joy is better than sorrow joy is not great;
Peace is great, strength is great.
Not for joy the stars burn, not for joy the vulture
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Sun of the sleepless! melancholy star!
Whose tearful beam glows tremulously far,
That show'st the darkness thou canst not dispel,
How like art thou to joy remember'd well!
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Once in the world’s first prime,
When nothing lived or stirred,
Nothing but new-born Time,
Nor was there even a bird –
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Up to the sky
I'm just only a little star
My faint color seen from a far
Loyal to love the night
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No one's hangin' stockin's up,
No one's bakin' pie,
No one's lookin' up to see
A new star in the sky.
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From star to star, from sun and spring and leaf,
And almost audible flowers whose sound is silence,
And in the common meadows, springs the seed of life.
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On a golden dawn in the dawn sublime
Of years ere the stars had ceased to sing,
Beautiful out of the sea-deeps cold
Aphrodite arose—the Flower of Time—
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"Do you remember me? or are you proud?"
Lightly advancing thro' her star-trimm'd crowd,
Ianthe said, and lookt into my eyes,
"A yes, a yes, to both: for Memory
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Star of the East, that long ago
Brought wise men on their way
Where, angels singing to and fro,
The Child of Bethlehem lay--
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We have not heard the music of the spheres,
The song of star to star, but there are sounds
More deep than human joy and human tears,
That Nature uses in her common rounds;
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This is what I most want
unpursued, alone
to reach beyond the light
that I am furthest from.
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A lonely star in the night
A lonely plant in the desert
A lonely cloud in the sky
A weeping heart in the ocean of happiness
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There is a very cold winter time.
The streets are filled with snow,
A lonely star's shining in the sky.
I'm looking at her from my home.
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You are the moon in the sky
and i am a far away star from you
you can give me light and make me bright
but i have nothing to offer you
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The Day was dying; his breath
Wavered away in a hectic gleam;
And I said, if Life's a dream, and Death
And Love and all are dreams -- I'll dream.
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Strolling through the camp
on a dark and silent night.
My homie Ward and I
just look'n for a fight...
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Under starry skies she paints canvas of Vincent's life
Each shiny star a glimmer of hope in his tragic life
A falling star like a teardrop falls on her wet canvas
Her moist eyes holding back so many tears of endured pain
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In the waters of purity, I melted like salt
Neither blasphemy, nor faith, nor conviction, nor
doubt remained.
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Mystery voice whispering sound
Sound of silence, echoes the emptiness
Haunting in chamber of the darkness
Within a sanctuary of nothingness
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Peace is not a betrayal of this beloved
Peace is a not a mere humming song.
Peace is my lovely girl
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For beauty I am not a star,
There are others more perfect by far,
But my face I don't mind it,
For I am behind it,
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so close but yet so far,
so bright but not yet a star,
almost famous,
but still nameless.
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In memory of D. W. Prall


The ghosts of James and Peirce in Harvard Yard
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Light love in a mist, by the midsummer moon misguided,
Scarce seen in the twilight garden if gloom insist,
Seems vainly to seek for a star whose gleam has derided
Light love in a mist.
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I may not go to-night to Bethlehem,
Nor follow star-directed ways, nor tread
The paths wherein the shepherds walked, that led
To Christ, and peace, and God's good will to men.
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I started to write about how
I love you
but then the mind couldn't distinguish
which was I, or you, or love...
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Three bushmen one morning rode up to an inn,
And one of them called for the drinks with a grin;
They'd only returned from a trip to the North,
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If I could walk backwards into the night
Down dark and winding roads of pale moonlight
I’d search for you
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Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Sat gossiping with Robert.
(She was really a raving beauty in her day.
With Mary Pickford curls in clouds and whirls.)
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You twinkle like a star

Silently illuminate my nights of lonely universe,
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The innocent, sweet Day is dead.
Dark Night hath slain her in her bed.
O, Moors are as fierce to kill as to wed!
-- Put out the light, said he.
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My family went to Hollywood.
There were plenty of things to do.
I decided on that trip
To make one of my dreams come true.
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