May 5, 2019Poem
Stargazing
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Stargazing
Unsettle me
With your absent smile
Barely recognisable
In the gloaming
As the light fades
Beyond the reach
Of the lantern
Shadows move me
More than the silence
They provoke,
Flicker my thoughts
Across the backdrop
Of a barren landscape
Without a touch from you
To tilt the moon
Out of its sorry decay,
Barter the sadness
Of an echo
With the sound
Of a teardrop
Tender its return
Honeyed with a taste
Of recognition
Easily missed
Its subtlety
Darkly insubstantial
Texturally incomplete
Only in reflection
Does an eyeless glass
Pointed skyward
Present itself
As a soulful means
Of escape