Saturday, June 22, 2013

Star Droving

If incandescent clouds lit
In old brass by the sun--
Run under, fallen in flame--
Became a bell that rang
Light instead of sound,
They would still summon night
And pull the settling
Stars around our souls.


  1. Shaking my head, a little breathless.

  2. Have just linked this for my husband.

  3. Suze-- You honor me. Grateful.

  4. Geo, I always have to read any good poetry at least half a dozen times. To read more than the words, to appreciate the message. And this is very good; thank you. Indigo

  5. Thanks for sharing a very nice piece of work.

  6. Wow...

    Suze said it best, I'm breathless...

  7. A bell that rang, light instead of sound.

    The best, most innovative, out of the way thing I have read in quite some time.

    I kind of can't understand poetry, but who the hell needs to understand it when you've got something as great as the stuff you just wrote? Great going!

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  9. [Oops, I guess it's forgivable to foul up a comment on my own blog]

    I'll just say thank you for reading my poem. Indigo, Munir, Michelle and KK, you are all most kind.

  10. Happy Fourth ! Stay Safe and Healthy!


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