The Star Catcher's Mishap

Scooped up a bucketful of dripping stars Liquid lights luminary streaming down my arms Pooling like electric muse gone melting in the wind Leaving brilliant footprints in the places I had been Spun my hair to flaxen with a single shooting orb Glowing green too shocking for my brain waves to absorb Slipping in a star pool while they bounced and realigned Perhaps my days of star catching were simply in my mind...