Aurorum

We see strange lights in the night's sky
You turn to me, a star in each eye
As we stand among the creaking trees
And nocturnal animals out on sprees

These pyrotechnics of heavenly illumination
Pale in comparison to our genuine elation
Your eyes, I see, burst with love for me
And in a flash we are fused magically

No distraction could divert my senses' attention
You are my universe, whirling in every dimension
How could we ever have been two?
Our love has created an entity anew

Reviews

[Robert Tusitala O'Neill]

This is truly great Robert, and the title too... compact, and straight as your ending is... for the Aurora Borealis, of love I catch in this little and delightful poem. Romantic at best, loved this one. There isn't much to analyze or talk long about, with this piece, it's just strong and standing on it's own.

- Elisa

[Robert Tusitala O'Neill]

I have to admit I am perplexed by the overwhelmingly positive comments on this poem thus far!! I was worried this would not be as full and complex as I desired it to be. Having re-read it now though, I have to admit that the proportions of everything feel right. It is scaled down, compact -as you say, but I guess that to my surprise that has made it just balanced enough. You are right there is not much here. The original poem was even shorter, written partially in 2009. It went off in a few abortive directions. This one is more clear and rearranged for a more logical story arc. The basis of this poem is a true story. I have been lucky enough to see the Northern Lights on a few occasions, twice in Alaska and once in Norway. Each time I am absolutely transfixed. They always are so much more engrossing that I ever had imagined. The first time I saw them was in an almost idyllic environment for viewing them; I was camping in the middle of the Yukon with no major cities as close as a hundred miles away. I was near an old wooden bridge that was high over a beautiful but (to me) nameless rushing river. I saw wisps in the sky, and thought that would be about it. I got out my flashlight and headed for the bridge. In the few minutes it took to climb to the bridge, the sky was already so bright there was no need for a flashlight. The whole firmament of the Heavens was filled with iridescent green-blue beauty. I will never forget it.

This piece is just heavenly good. Sometimes, less is so much more ;-) and with less you said all, my friend, I'm grateful to read your work of art, everytime, and I'm so happy you've seen the aurora borealis, aswell in Norway, (your roots). You've traveled to many rich places. I know it's a true story, your words tell, and even when you were in the full gloom of light, when you wrote it, poetry is timeless, as you see, it confuses many readers for they think you write it in the "now" wich isn't... that's the beauty of older poetry too... it is timeless.... like the northern lights. They always show up, and go, and be there... it's something magical, I did a poem about it too, long ago, will send you the link soon, I think I have it under re-construction on Writers Cafe, not sure, there is too much I've been writing the last years... but will let you know... you will like that one, and recognize a lot in it, I'm sure. :)

[Robert Tusitala O'Neill]

I loved the one you did, and I am so impressed at how we were on a similar theme...Clearly neither you nor I were copying each other, just on the same theme. It shows how we clearly think alike in some positive respects. The Northern Lights are one of those rare things that shows us how small we are in the Solar System AND the Universe. We don't get reminded of that enough! There are only a few aspects of ordinary life here on Earth that indisputably remind us we are part of a greater universe. I wish more people were aware of what a small part of that unfathomable universe we are...It would make them realize that just to have any impact on life here is the most we can hope for, in this tiny piece of the whirling galaxies that dot the KNOWN wedge of our universe. Even in the darkest part of our sky (the famous "Deep Field") there are hundreds of galaxies which hold more solar systems that we can guess...We are not even a hundreth of a hundreth of one percent of this vast cosmos. We need to realize this and lower our egos to the level that matches that understanding!

And I loved yours, weird, we had the same thoughts, so separated from time and space, me too, so impressed! :) smiling. We just had that universal bond, and you will notice more, we did wrote seperately, I just came across some other thingy's. It's amazing friend haha... We are just little dust particals, all, there is a higher force, above us. I'm so glad with your deep profound thoughts, and lovely comments. They always make my day my friend. We do feel, realize and know. Thank you so much. -x-

[Robert Tusitala O'Neill]

Conguitis ergo sum! We think, therefore we are! Thank YOU so much!! We are born to collaborate!

Yes, ;-) you've read that poem of me didn't you? with that title... ;-) lol WELCOME my dear friend... we are born to collaborate, and even to share Latin Quotations... :D

[Robert Tusitala O'Neill]

Funnily enough I don't remember reading THAT poem of yours, but that is ridiculous! You are my Latin friend as well! Ha!

[Tina Louise UK]

That was so very beautiful, wonderfully romantic, love it! :) x

[Robert Tusitala O'Neill]

Thanks so much for being the first person to review this!! I was hesitant to post it originally because I wasn't sure it was done. The overwhelming response tells me that I was wrong though! I love that feeling. Thank so much for your consideration.