as stars...
as stars
on a black
night
frozen flakes
from the peaceful
quiet heavens
green leaves
taking in
our exhaust
every creature
in this realm
none
are identical
similar maybe
not exactly
the same
so be it
the kernels
that fill
the bowl
in which
shared
in that
dark evening
sitting
side by side
in gaze
in wonder
the chatter
in query
of how
what
why
everything
unique
the importance
of genuine
of conviction
of integrity
to spite
the infinity
of it all
still
the child
always inside
ponders
over the corn
grown
dried
decobbed
fried
as hail
knocking
on a tin roof
salted
buttered
fresh garlic
very little
if any
nutrition
still
the company
under the blanket
of sparkle bright
of wishes
as one streaks
across
in a moment’s
stroke
of memory
no numbers
no equations
no speculations
the howl
of a distant
communication
answered
in mimic
the tinnitus
of crickets
come and go
in waves
of frequency
deep tone
of leaping
amphibians
a canine’s
echoed
bark
a black
cat
simply
crosses
your together
path
feeding
hand
to mouth
from the diminishing
bowl
watching
a showing
a performance
a silent opera
nothing quite
as spectacular
as stars