Southern Night, December Sky

In a breathe of crisp air,
a moment of stillness
I lift my eyes and see her
dressed in purple velvet,
beset with points of star glitter
and full moon’s silver light.

She sleeps over naked trees
reaching up to touch her belly
with still arms, stiff arms.
She rests a world apart

from us who scurry
over muddy ground
from cars to houses
then back again, from gift giving
and turkey dinners, from lit trees
and loud voices.

My heart beats deeper

for her beauty
and my spirit
leaps for life beyond
its clay foundation.

2 thoughts on “Southern Night, December Sky

  1. from us who scurry
    over muddy ground
    from cars to houses
    then back again, from gift giving
    and turkey dinners, from lit trees
    and loud voices.

    My heart beats deeper

    for her beauty
    and my spirit
    leaps for life beyond
    its clay foundation.

    Nochipa,
    This nails it. What a wonderful image from a poet’s eye and heart.
    hope your holiday was good,
    scot
    scot

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