Sunday, September 10, 2006


We mar the majesty of night
with all our paltry man-made light
distracting those that need to spy
an orange orb ascend the sky
discarding veils of twilit mist
engaged in its revolving tryst
while dancing higher through the dark
to help arouse a knowing spark.


Anonymous said...

Damn street lights!

rch said...

I know!