Need of Lighting
It's as if the stars feel,
There is no need of lighting,
They have below, their neons,
They have their red light spaces,
I used to look up in a sky,
Full of nighf stars, some twinkling
But now not so.
The sky turns coal black
I wait for a lucky dawn,
When i can see a twinkling,
When i can even count them.
Tsk tsk!
It's as if the stars feel,
There is no more,
Need of lighting.
© gillena cox 2025


Stars might have a mind to twinkle elsewhere.
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ReplyDeleteHappy you dropped by. Björn
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I love to look up at the stars, Gillena, so your poem saddened me, to think that they might not sparkle.
ReplyDeleteHappy you dropped by. KIM
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I love it, Gillena. That is really a pivotal moment in time! Well done. And your are right! We are blinded by artificial light! AL :>)
ReplyDeleteHappy you dropped by. Dwight
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