Stars

A poem about stars. I used to write poems quite a bit when I was a kid but haven't written anything for almost a year. I have these times when I miss the old me and my therapist has been pushing me to do more and think less in the sense that she says a big contributor to my depression is my ruminating habit. She suggested that instead of ruminating about the past I should do something from the past so even though poetry has become really difficult for me lately and it feels like my creativity ran dry I present to you my first attempt at reliving my past.

Stars they shine 

Oh so bright 

Others call them

Diamonds of the night 

From their eyes

These little gems 

Light up the skies 

But the truth it sits 

As still as the night

The thing that stills the pupil of the eye

Is lighter lights that have no such height 

To stare at one is not so smart 

They're far to close 

Not a hobby to start 

The stars they're far but shine within

So stare at them

Let the art come in

It ain't much but it's honest work. I tried to kind of encapsulate my nightly 'look at stars and think about light pollution' moments. Stars are very pretty.