| = the star|
|Interesting, somehow true, the sky, the stars that make us to think about eternity but finaly we wake up. A star has died.|
| = Glad to hear you Monica!|
|You’re perfectly right!|
Thank you for joining my poems!
Take care and have a nice day Monica.
| = great haiku marius.|
|The shooting star fizzles in a frenzy... Then is no more|
| = Gracias amigos!|
|Thank you Chris for you kind comment!|
I like both: yours and Monica's!
Thank you my friends!
| = Death of a star|
|Lucid and melancholic.|
"Two prisoners: one sees bars, one sees stars."
| = Time and space...|
John Willy Kopperud
|...to be found in a short one. And a sense of wonder.|
Cheers from Willy
| = Thank you Ada, Willy!|
|Ada, you're right about lucidity and melancholic view. Though, thank you for your wise saying.|
Willy, sometimes time and space are so relative that everything can be possible. In these particular moments we all expect for a wonder to come true. Glad you liked it!