To the Heavens
You shine in the abyss,
A beckoning brightness beaming
Forth with advice and encouragement.
You pull me aside after class
And softly, subtly, smilingly
Encourage me to seek an accelerated Master's.
You recognize the unrealized potential within
Me, a shining shimmering success
That could be unleashed for all to witness.
Your guidance bolsters me: I am a
Bright, burning, blinding, streak
Rattling towards the heavens.
Something wrong with this poem?
Replies are closed for this poem.
T.G. Faiman
In T.G.'s spare time, T.G. prefers to drink away the sorrows of life, with green tea being the beverage of choice. T.G. also enjoys reading Hamlet, crocheting, and spending time with the poet's two cats in front of a blazing fire.
View all poems →Your Poem's Voice
See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.
Comments (0)
No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.
Log in to leave a comment.