Poetic devices: The Sun is Burning Gases
The Sun is Burning Gases (Loss of a Good Friend)
- Cathleen McFarland

I was young when
17 was a number
Too high to count
The sun was the miracle
Spinning sorcerer
That melted my crayons
Into bright wax rivers.
A golden-skinned princess lived there
Nightly in my mind,
When stars and moon
were marginal connect-the-dots,
different everytime-
Beyond the realms of man.
Now I’m 17
And even infinity is
A place I can define.
Man has touched the moon -
Now stretching to the stars.
I know the sun is burning gases
My princess long since turned to ashes.
Alliteration: "The sun was the miracle
Spinning sorcerer"
Personification: "Man has touched the moon -
Now stretching to the stars."
Metaphor: "When stars and moon
were marginal connect-the-dots"
Imagery: "That melted my crayons
Into bright wax rivers."

I think this poem is about how things change as you grow up. When the writer was younger she had a vivid imagination. She did not have anything to worry about and she could do what she wanted. I think that the writer is saying that when she was younger everything was big and things as little as seeing the stars was something amazing.
The last two lines are important because, as she got older everything changed; the sun was no longer the 'spinning scorer', it was nothing but burning gases. Things that were a big part of her childhood are no longer relevant. I guess she realized that not everything was as magical as it had seemed when she was younger.
I think that in the subtitle the friend that she is referring to is possibly her childhood or an imaginary friend. I think she is referring to the 'golden skinned princess'. In my opinion she is not talking about a literal person, but a time or memory.