ARTICLES, Gods/ Goddesses, Literary Poetry, Luna Nyx Frost

Star Gazer

I have always been fascinated with the goddess of the moon, Artemis. I have always been a day dreamer, trying to search for faeries when the veil between our world to the world of the fae. My love of fantasy also comes from ancient history and fantasy creatures.

Being marked by the fey, I could easily picture one of their kind looking at the world beneath their feet. Questioning humanity and what drives their actions, or comparing their existence to our own. Many theorize that the fae exists among us, we just can’t see them.


Star Gazer

In a time of need
and constant struggle,
people look to the sky
for answers to unknown questions.

What do they see,
when they glance up?
With their wondering eyes
staring up at the night sky.
A blackened cave,
glistening with the smallest
twinkle of silver.

To those looking up.
they are not just
a simple matter,
known to us as stars?

They are the hope and dreams
of thousands of children?
Of the wondering hopeful
blindly following the rules

of a simple legend,
passed down through
time to endless childhoods

I sit here,
cradled in the arms
of my mother;
watching the simple joy
of stars being born.
As each new light,
is a person’s wish
being granted.

Yet as each star fades,
it shows that a dream
has come to an end,
and that the dreamer
is just another face
lost to reality.

That the boogeyman
wearing the cloaks
of wicked nightmares
has gained control
over the guardians
of happy dreams?

I continue to watch on,
as a handful of stars
quickly blink out of existence.
As more children
are forced to grow up
before their time arrives.
My tears fall
like shooting stars
over the miserable loss,

of knowing that
these fallen stars,
will never be reborn
but will forever stay
lost and forgotten.

That more will share its fate
turning my painting
back to its blank slate,
forcing me to either start again
or accept the fact that wishes
can’t ride on the tail of moon beams.


I wrote this poem based on that idea. I wanted the poem to explore what the fey may think of while watching the galaxy from their perch upon the moon. To them, they see a connection of the stars with children’s youth.

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