The stars are whispering to the wind,
What secrets do they hold?
Up in the soft moonlit lake of night,
The tale of ages told.
The cold scaly fish dart by the weeds,
In the dark water-land.
Down in the deep mysteries are kept,
Hidden under the sand.
Trickles of water drip down the rocks,
And ancient legends rove.
Strange things happen in the earth's black bowels,
'Neath tunnel or dark cove.
Bubbling loops are sprayed far up above,
The harshly burning Sun.
The light-spreading fires on the star's face,
When were those fires begun?
Charlotte on 15 April, 2019
Wow! Just Wow! that is majical!
Meghan N. on 14 January, 2017
Katherine Liu on 25 September, 2016
It's an amazing poem!
ananya jain on 9 March, 2015fabulous!!
Lucy Ray on 2 July, 2014Wow! That really was beautiful
Kellie on 3 June, 2014Very well written I must say!!!
Hannah Begley on 21 May, 2014A beautiful poem. I love it!