The milky-way sets
in the west; pendulous...
languid – a zillion
fairy-lights entangled
in the willow overhangs a pond,
and to the east – nudging
the horizon – Sirius;
a beacon – flashes
orange, green,
and red.
Bold Orion –
astride his steed
dons his dazzling belt,
as the moon, moons down;
vespers etched upon her face,
while wafts on the breeze –
the sound of the stars, going at it,
hammer and tongs; hell-bent
on rearranging themselves
as evening drips away
on golden pond.
Comments
skinner_jennifer | March 6, 2012 - 17:32
I don't know if I have this right Tina, but I do
believe you wrote this one about your own pond in
your garden last night. I only say this, because
the moon and stars were shining so clearly last
night. The planets were so close, you could almost
touch them.
Your wonderful descriptions in this poem, relate
such beauty in the sky, I loved the idea of:-
the sound of the stars, going at it,
hammer and tongs; hell-bent
on rearranging themselves
as evening drips away
on golden pond.
Loved the title too.
Jenny.
Silver Spun Sand | March 6, 2012 - 17:54
Yes, you are so right, Jenny;-) It was such a fantastic night for star-gazing. So clear, as you say, but very, very cold.
So pleased you enjoyed and that you told me in such a lovely way;-)
Tina
Highhat | March 6, 2012 - 19:54
There are very few stars I recognize Tina and you made these constellations shine for me. Starry nights are a wonder. Something I also enjoy when I get the chance. Thank you so much for sharing your experience. :) Pia
Anvar2 | March 6, 2012 - 21:44
A Beautiful poem, deeply evocative. A few words stuck out as a little odd for the feel of the poem 'zillion', 'moons' (as a verb). But even the physical shape of the poem is really effective. Great job!
jolono | March 6, 2012 - 22:39
We don't get stars where I'm from, the smog blocks them all out!
But seriously, lovely words creating fantastic images.
Silver Spun Sand | March 6, 2012 - 23:16
Pleased you picked up on the 'niceties', Anvar. Much apreciated, and am delighted you enjoyed;-)
Tina
Silver Spun Sand | March 6, 2012 - 23:19
I know what you mean...and I count my lucky stars (excuse the pun;-) that I live where I do. It really is the most amazing place for looking at stars...but not so good if you want to catch a bus or a train to anywhere. Still, I guess you can't have everything;-)
Many thanks for reading, and for taking the trouble to comment, so positively.
Tina;-)
Silver Spun Sand | March 6, 2012 - 23:21
Pia...remind me to give you a few lessons on 'star-gazing' one of these days;-)
Very many thanks for your lovely words...and it was my pleasure;-)
Tina
lailoken | March 7, 2012 - 01:25
Eloquent and vivid!
Silver Spun Sand | March 7, 2012 - 08:51
Many thanks, Lailoken;-)
Tina
oldpesky | March 7, 2012 - 22:11
Hi Tina, I thought of you on Monday night when getting a quick star-gazing lesson from young pesky while in Balmaha on the eastern shore of Loch Lomond. So glad you put that night into words. We may have been hundreds of miles apart but we shared the warmth of the stars in our hearts and endured the cold of the night for as long as possible.
Silver Spun Sand | March 8, 2012 - 09:27
Hi there, op. Yes, Monday was a very special night, and I am pleased that young pesky 'took you in hand' so to speak;-) Thanks for your lovely words.
Tina
MistakenMagic | March 8, 2012 - 11:48
I first learnt to star-gaze when on a coach coming back from Newcastle during Freshers week. The girl sitting next to me that taught me all about Sirius and Orion ended up becoming my best friend here in Durham - thanks for taking me back, Tina ;-)
Magic xxx
Silver Spun Sand | March 8, 2012 - 15:46
Hey - that's great, Magic. Now you really do sound like quite an authority on 'heavenly bodies'. Glad you enjoyed this one;-)
Tina xxx