Starlight by Lynn White
They’re hanging like spangled banner
draped over the night black globe.
Pin pricks in the blackness.
But no red blood flowing.
Silver spangles oozing
gleaming white light.
The red will follow soon enough as
the sun plots it’s rise to power.
As it schemes to flood the black,
obliterate the white,
drown them both,
blind them in it’s
golden glow and
blood red heat.
© 2018 Lynn White
Lynn White lives in north Wales. Her work is influenced by issues of social justice and events, places and people she has known or imagined. She is especially interested in exploring the boundaries of dream, fantasy and reality. Her poem ‘A Rose For Gaza’ was shortlisted for the Theatre Cloud ‘War Poetry for Today’ competition 2014. This and many other poems have been published in Vagabond Press, Apogee, Firewords, Indie Soleil, Light and Snapdragon. She was nominated for the Pushcart Prize in 2018. Find Lynn at: https://lynnwhitepoetry.blogspot.com and https://www.facebook.com/Lynn-White-Poetry-1603675983213077/