Night Sky

Your time will come.
Flying deaf, radar down
I will place this blind jet, all of us
inside the silence that is you.

Nothing can hurt
like the silence that is you,
your song of the old world
the old year.


3 thoughts on “Night Sky

  1. I was reading a little tonight, just the latest news. Your poem is so strong with an underlying sadness. At least that is what I feel when I read it.
    Rose, please don’t feel like you have to respond to my comments! You have enough to do! I didn’t even ask if it was okay

      • Debbie. I’m really happy that you’re posting — good to have a little companionship on this trip. Thanks also for understanding if I don’t comment each time — life really is crazy right now!

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