By A.E. Bayne
What elegant light
Folding like yellow jacket zippers,
Stella Nova,
Brightest star,
Dead, though far -
Will you reach the new day;
Or will you soon be gone?
Snuffed out and
Smothered in the throws,
Some nights are like your light,
Hour’s contemplation and time’s boon.
Stella Nova
Brightest star
Dead, though far.
Will you reach the new day;
Or will you soon be gone?
Observation 72
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2 comments:
Your stuff is sounding more like songwriting to me lately. Could be you, could be me.... Let's collaborate!
I agree, this one does sound like it could be a song. It's such a simple little poem, but I like it. Collaborate = Yes = Fun.
Hey, my word veri is fredin...as in the thing I do around town...fredin' around town.
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