sky of a thousand faces

 

 

sky of a thousand faces

In the sky of a thousand faces, the night is young.
Grounded, with a blanket beneath me,
I watch the night stars shine a spotlight
on each individual that has moved beyond me.
I am drenched in the dew of old memories
and whispering hellos they cannot hear.
I am stranded on this island of lawn
where the silence is overwhelming
with the saints of destiny
moving in invisible shadows.
I want to lie here till dawn.
I want to feel the purity of fresh cold.
I want to watch the stars disappear with morning,
fading like scabs from the upper chambers,
warm in the coral flesh of morning.

 

 

 

Reviews

[Greg Skura]

Well done! This is an enjoyable poem! Thank you for sharing!

[Ed Hart]

I see you've got your sights realigned. On target, you do this with such ease, you are head of the class... Ed

[Markymark]

I liked this too. I have been reading too much abstraction lately. A nice straightforward piece was just what I needed. The visual is crisp, and easy to see, comforting.

Great write

Mark

[Fabian G. Franklin]

Nostalgic, introspective and beautiful all from a self-made observatory on the grass woven into an illuminating bit of poetry. Delicious!

[A]

Love this! I completely agree with Bud. This poem feels so calming and is a very good poem. I love anything that has to do with the night sky and stars! So I LOVED this piece! Very well done! :)

[Bud]

Magnificent! Absolutely! Must be star night, for there have been several posted on just that subject. Yours adds much beauty, when observing the night sky. I love to watch stars, and all that the universe offers. But this gives me a whole new lookout, when observing! Outstanding!