Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE METEORITE, by ALMEDA M. CASTELLO


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THE METEORITE, by                
First Line: A meteoric soul of heavenly birth
Last Line: A dull, dead thing by wanton earth deceived.
Subject(s): Meteors


A meteoric soul of heavenly birth,
A swift out-runner of all mortal things,
Beating the ether with his shining wings,
Counted all other orbs of little worth,
If, in his frenzy, he might reach the Earth
And hear, at closer range, the song it sings
And breathe the fragrance that around it clings;
Or, but to lay hot fingers on its girth.
In dazzling brilliancy the panting soul
Saw, with proud eyes, his victory achieved.
With outstretched wings he darted to his goal.
But, as he struck the Earth, his joy received
A shock that changed him to a blackened coal:
A dull, dead thing by wanton Earth deceived.





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