Running With Stars

I am nothing
I do not exist
I am invisible
with no Facebook page
no Twitter follows
Does anyone know I’m here?


in the vastness
that is space and time
how many thinking beings
have lived and died forgotten?

Contemplate the living billions
few of whom have made a mark;
I count myself as one of them
a clump of earth then soon forgot.

Back when Caesar walked the earth
I’m sure the millions thought the same
never having done great things
so unlike the brave Achilles.

Some of us have dreams no longer,
some incapable of dreams;
As for me I still do dream
while contemplating poetry

to strive to write what others read;
to know myself;
of the City of Ideas
a full citizen be

for in the end
I am a soul
carrying a corpse
someday running with the stars

and if no one remembers these poems
save my children and their children
well then, is that not too
a glorious thing?




About toritto

I was born during year four of the reign of Emperor Tiberius Claudius on the outskirts of the empire in Brooklyn. I married my high school sweetheart, the girl I took to the prom and we were together for forty years until her passing in 2004. We had four kids together and buried two together. I had a successful career in Corporate America (never got rich but made a living) and traveled the world. I am currently retired in the Tampa Bay metro area and live alone. One of my daughters is close by and one within a morning’s drive. They call their pops everyday. I try to write poetry (not very well), and about family. Occasionally I will try a historical piece relating to politics. :-)
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3 Responses to Running With Stars

  1. beetleypete says:

    I completely get this one, Frank. So much potentially achieved, lost in the sheer scale of the universe that we still fail to understand completely. It all means nothing, ultimately.
    Best wishes, Pete.

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  2. yasb says:

    Don’t worry, I have no Face book page and Twitter account either. I as one of 731 followers to you know you are here. Sleep tight tonight – and if you sleep too long, pinch your arm and the pain will tell you’re real and not lost in a dream 🙂

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  3. Beautiful reflection, Frank. Especially loved the following verses:
    “I am a soul / carrying a corpse / someday running with the stars”

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