the cold dark desert of night
they say the sun falls hard in the desert
settles to horizon’s line then drops -
a golden coin in a slot
soft darkness deepens to a blue
that slowly spangles with first stars
until a chill blanket of light
blinks and beams across the heavens
I lay back upon this bedrock - watch
my Janus facing day and night
reach out to touch a strong arm –
whisper words across the space
while Janus turns to look toward Mars
I loll back – sigh and settle to
the cold dark desert of the night
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So vivid, Susan... love the arm.
ReplyDeleteGreat last line - it holds so much within its simple words...
ReplyDeleteLove the image of the dark desert of night. Thanks for posting!
ReplyDeleteThis is so beautiful, Susan – it sends shivers. What a picture you have painted against that desert sky!
ReplyDeleteGreat images and power pictures that you paint, it feels a bit forlorn to me.
ReplyDeleteThank you Alan. It was meant to be a bit forlorn ... and have a couple different takes on that sense of loneliness or farewell or being left behind for another cause.
Deletelove the image of the sun as a golden coin dropping in a slot....a grand picture of a desert night...beautiful
ReplyDeleteI loved so many parts of this!
ReplyDeleteThis read very peacefully and effortless, even if much effort has gone into it. True poetry, as far as I can tell. Bravo!
ReplyDeleteA beautiful poem Susan! Really impressed with your images and prose. Wow :-)
ReplyDeleteI love this whole heartedly. Thank you for sharing!
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Lovely choice of words :-)
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