Meteor Shower Memoirs and Sillouette
Thrust out
pulled in
thrown down
the atmosphere burns
with the twists and the turns
igniting the black canvas sky
A jealous Moon just sighs
at candle light strokes
that excite on looking folks
reach their hands out high
to grab hot oil stones from the sky
pebbles of sand
that slide through the hands
fall to the ground
without even a sound
beach sands and night sky
lonely Moon, you and I
when All is all done
and everyone is gone
and all is left is the Moon
the lonely lonely Moon.
Thrown down
Pulled in
Thrust Out
hmmmm…. thought I left a comment here… but, don’t see it…?
Love this piece, Chris. Simply exquisite.
September 4, 2009 at 7:43 am
Thank you Samantha.
I checked my spam folder , but I do not see a previous comment from you.
perhaps your comment was an meteorite ending in air-burst. :/
September 7, 2009 at 9:05 am