A Falling Star

By Mercy Moige Mecha

As the coy crescent hid behind a cloud,
I saw a falling star,
While the others twinkled and twinkled,
It, it fell and fell
Kept falling towards our earth.

I had been searching for a shooting star,
A meteor of fortune and wonder,
But all I beheld, was a falling star
Falling, Falling, Falling
Its destiny unknown.

Would it a crater form
Or ash to ash become?
Its light began dying
Its   speed it began dragging…
Till, it was no more.

I gazed heavenward like revelation man,
Wondering what the a gentle breeze blew,
Yearning that the ashes had fallen on me.

The dreams we have build sister
Are higher than the skies
Little we do to make them flower,
Unhooked they come tumbling, crumbling
Thrashing, falling as we stare
Just like that star I saw yonder night
Falling,falling,falling…

Talented Northampton based writer and poet Mercy Moige Mecha is part of the Northampton Writers group and on the way to having her short stories and some of her poetry published in their literary journal. This  September she will be pursuing Writing for Children(MA) at Winchester University.