The Green Stars

An impossible spectacle.
A passed down fable.

Just in case though,
stargazers, study carefully.

Arc your neck for the bright, emerald fires.
Look beyond the common white twinkles.

Mirage they may be
but the green stars,
are the nightly treasures
yearned to be seen.

Yvonne James

If you have any thoughts on this poem, 
Yvonne James would be pleased to hear them.