The pavement rough
beneath my knees
I adjust the lens again
& gaze back up above at
a glittering night sky
I wonder why
I wonder how
I wonder when
Thoughts lost in
a tidal locking orbit
and then –
Like a blast from 1610
a habit’s darkness lifts
As I lean back as
and breathe in –
Seeking my Callisto
a tangible Ganymede
My eyes drift left to right
But some things
we aren’t meant to know.
I squint back
into my telescope
Praying to become an
in tattered pockets
to light my journey on.
Oh, wowza! This ties for my favorite tonight–beautiful!
the divine hero or the lonely isolated sphere – maybe the heavens tell us which to be.
I enjoyed reading this.
Lovely to see and read you here again, Gretchen! I particularly like those last four lines, collecting constellations in tattered pockets – feels a bit like poetry in general, when we are trying to capture that elusive beauty or perfect word, but it ends up all tattered and pedestrian.
“Collecting constellations in tattered pockets” — wonderful imagery in your words. Yes, as Marina Sofia says, nice to read your poetry again.
I was going to cite that same line that Mary did–just brilliant, I would love to learn more about Astronomy.
So spectacularly beautiful, Gretchen – and nice to see you at the Pub again.
Wow! Thank-you. 😁
hey – nice to see you again.. hope life goes well for you..
Praying to become an
collecting constellations… this whole part…loved it… an emotional galileo.. yep – i would love to be that as well
Hi Claudia! I would definitely love to be an emotional Galileo. Making emotional discoveries…I love epiphanies
This is super! I think the collecting constellations really registers with us all. I write my poems hoping to share something I’ve had rattling around in my pockets for awhile, hoping that the something isn’t all lint and an old gum wrapper, but something shining and beautiful. I think yo wonderfully shared that shining and beautiful in a wonderful way.
I love looking up at the night sky. It really puts things into perspective back here on Earth.
Hi Alex! It really does. It makes me realize how small we are
Nice what a wonderful way to express the beauty of the night ~ I specially love the ending lines, like what Claudia has quoted ~
Lovely to read you again Gretchen ~
So nice to have you here again Gretchen – I love the collection of the constellation – those lines really stands out
Thank-you so much Bjorn 🙂
the imagery really brings us the beauty of the night sky… Gorgeous write
Thank-you so much 🙂
Some things we are not meant to know…and yet we continue looking. And that, I think, is what makes us human. Lovely piece.