Passionate Regret

 A dazzeling glare
     From the white sand
            even on breathless days
                  A fat freckled boy
                         With the star
                             That seemed
                     To perch upon the tip
                              Of his finger
                          Filled with
                  Passionate regret

This was a poem I wrote for english class yesterday. We have been reading "Enchanted Bluff" by Willa Cather lately and our asignment was to write a poem out of only words we found in the story. I thought it would be difficult but I actually finished within five minutes. I really liked this asignment so I thought I would share :)