A Thousand Stars


This poem was inspired by doing what we should all do on a regular basis: looking up and around.




This was the night

Of a thousand stars

So rich and full

The earth itself seemed

To pause

In admiration


These thousand stars

All in their place

So near to be

So impossibly

Far apart

Making belts

Crabs, cups and crowns


 My thousand stars

All waiting outside

Knocking silently

At my door

Allowing me

To discover them



© Gayle Force Press 2003


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