Another Night

Another word, another sight,

 another night caught me breathing.

I wish I could see the stars,

hear their song to me.

Your clouds wall them out

How they can be so sharp I don't know but

they know where to make me bleed,

Like you.

The Moon comes through

I see her tears

and answer.

Venus comes with Mars

bright and dull prayers

 through the wall.

Why would I? 

chances like that

are  dandelions thrown,

expecting to hit the stars.

A hole opens around the moon 

I see them twinkling, laughing

Asking me why I would bother.

Reviews

[Steven]

It's interesting, this feeling that even the galaxies--and as such, by extension, fate (the cosmos), are mocking you (although the moon, like a mother, seems empathetic). And this woman has become part of those, OF them--because what the man in this story believes she has, is all of the mysteries of the former, and with them, a healing salve, that may even mend the past. It's nice. I don't have to agree with his pov to see that.

[Mark]

thanks for reading :)

[John Alexander McFadyen]

This one feels like a long and sleepless night Mark. Great feeling and flow!

[Mark]

ya... I woke up to the voice of my onboard computer telling me I had two messages and couldn't get back to sleep. LOL

[Leslie Philibert]

Like this, especially the use of would in the last line, the verb here implies intention instead of the more duty backed should, so the perfect usage. And nice one-lined tercets in the middle. Lots to like here

[Mark]

Thank you so much Leslie.