The first days in a new sky

The worst and most uncomfortable

When missing Sirius

When missing Orion

When the twins no longer say good morning and goodnight

Sitting under the light the night is far away

His brightness should be enough I shouldn’t stray

Yet I find myself wandering still

Seeking other lights under his glow

Does he seek my wanting?

Does he seek my loving?

Even now over my shoulder

He’s found his way onto the screen

Blinding me backwards

Stubbornly reaching my eyes despite my about face

Sol though Sol

My daylight companion

One

And then millions

Can’t you hear their chorus?

Does your light shine too bright to see them?

Do you recognise

Do you see the lights?

In daylight I still know they are

They are

If they aren’t they will be

Somewhere a swan a bear a spoon

I’m dreaming of winter skies

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  1. Pytho Black Avatar

    Thank You! I love it, and you! I thought of a dozen comments, but decided to let it stand uncluttered by my nonsense.
    Except there is one, I would share, for your eyes only. Your heart and mind and soul would like it, but perhaps it would be abhorrent to your ego. You would need to ask to see it, and I would make it for you, on my blog, to be later discarded like an aborted fetus dripping blood and amnio fluid. I imagine I could stick a photo in there, since it’s going to be removed anyway.
    Anyway, I had finished my work, and after a couple hours…waiting? I don’t know, I asked google the temperature. 99 degrees. I had grown weary of waiting for nothing, so I rose up, grabbed my cap and bicycle, and started a ride over the scary freeway overpass to the borax plant, because there are only a few other options. Before I could leave though, the phone in my front pocket noised, and cursing, I pulled it out, and so was notified to my delight of your latest poem. Sitting in the chair in front of my door, I read it and reread it six times, liking it more each iteration. Still no Greeks. A few well-placed rhymes. Wonderful!

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  2. Pytho Black Avatar

    Oh Magic Mage girl! I just wrote a blog about what happened to me after I went back to America after my Study Abroad year. You should read it. It’s titled “My Year with the Scientologists.” I shall be moving it to Trash in 12 hours for being too personal.

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