Poetry by Linda M. Crate
little blue star
a little blue star
once led me home
as he was dying
his fires were soft and warm
made me feel like home maybe
we were once lovers in another
universe that i no longer
remember
i just know he was kind,
and he didn't judge me or ask questions
he was just there to make the shoddy streetlamps
hang their heads in shame as he provided me
with more light and made me feel safer
as he was falling out of life than they ever had
when they took to shining out their song.
a little blue star
once led me home
as he was dying
his fires were soft and warm
made me feel like home maybe
we were once lovers in another
universe that i no longer
remember
i just know he was kind,
and he didn't judge me or ask questions
he was just there to make the shoddy streetlamps
hang their heads in shame as he provided me
with more light and made me feel safer
as he was falling out of life than they ever had
when they took to shining out their song.
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Linda M. Crate is a Pennsylvanian native born in Pittsburgh yet raised in the rural town of Conneautville. Her poetry, short stories, articles, and reviews have been published in a myriad of magazines both online and in print. She has four published chapbooks A Mermaid Crashing Into Dawn (Fowlpox Press - June 2013), Less Than A Man (The Camel Saloon - January 2014), If Tomorrow Never Comes (Scars Publications, August 2016), and My Wings Were Made To Fly (Flutter Press, September 2017). Her fantasy novel Blood & Magic was published in March 2015. The second novel of this series Dragons & Magic was published in October 2015. The third of the seven book series Centaurs & Magic was published November 2016. Her novel Corvids & Magic was published March 2017.
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