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A White Dwarf's Good-Bye

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I am a white dwarf
a red giant at the end of its life.

Life clinging to the edge of a wharf
resting in the eye of a storm.

I was large and strong and alive
bright with color and warmth and fight.

Fight that always seemed to survive
even the darkest of nights.

Now I look small and weak and harmless
but I am bright and heavy and hot.

Hot with anger and fear and stress
scared from battles won and lost.

I thought I'd burn forever
but then I felt the pain of loss.

Loss I could not endeavor
and collapsed into myself.

So I sit here waiting,
on the fumes of my past life.

Life that seemed so fleeting
but perhaps was past its time.

When I grow dark and cold
and no longer visible in your sky

remember my red giant hello
not my white dwarf good-bye.
"We are all made of stars"

In this poem, I am drawing parallels with my life and the life of a star. Writing this poem helped me put things into perspective and I felt ten times better at the end of this poem than I did at the beginning.

I'd like feed back of any kind. Please and thank you!

~Arlbee
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angelenroute's avatar
Hi, Sean here from #We-Poets stopping by because you requested a critique for this poem.

As I read through this, I thought, "Well, not much to tell her about this, it seems like an average, successful poem." But then I reached the end, and marveled at what you did. Well done! Didn't see it coming, and you should be proud and should feel better about yourself! I like how you broke form at the end too. Always works!

Only one minor suggestion:

So I sit here waiting, (delete comma, unless you chose this line of all others to do that with for a reason I don't know, because otherwise it's not needed)