clouds swaddle the sky
and hide that streaking
this mind knows to be
mundane comet dust
while the soul yearns
for magic, past logic
to net & jar celestial fireflies
for a moment
flashing codes for wishes
woven between stars
& melting into
that milky way haze
Funny thing, you probably have in fact made the journey.
missed it this year, had to watch a recording from elsewhere, but I did make it there in my imagination
you have quite an imagination
…lovely imagery..celestial fireflies
Nice, and even better at the second level of reading!
Thanks, Noel…Oh, my. Is Dr. F. going to find this poem interesting?
I was out last night…the 11th and 12th supposedly the best nights to view…alas clouds on the one and not a sign on the other. supposed to be around until the 24th if you do get a chance.
Clouds permitting, I hope to
me too. look to the north east…or so they say.
happy viewing
‘while the soul yearns for magic, past logic to net & jar celestial fireflies’ wow beautiful imagery.
Oh, thanks so much!