Vanishing From View (Poetry)

It’s enough to say
I’ve had my fifteen
minutes of near-fame
and it’s time to go
back the way I came

to obscurity
musing in the dark
carrying that glow
a warm memory
what it is to know

once upon a time
an eye-blink — no more
the spotlight found me
and I bathed awhile
knew instinctively

such things seldom last
favourites have their day
and the world moves on
searching out the new
all attention gone

Like a lover left
for a younger face
echoes follow through
my old star eclipsed
vanishing from view