of southern lights

A Poem a Day in October 2016: #24

oh my southern lights

no moon tonight to dull them

I see the solid inking flow
like licorice
and the oil
of lightless dark

there Jupiter
a pin planet call of glister
shone low
like the gleam of hope
for a slow redemption

night beats
the tale of my heart
away lost
among the gold and silvered orbs
the heavens

of southern lights

© Frank Prem, 2016

Poem #25: way poem #1: with your assistance


2 thoughts on “ of southern lights

  1. A lovely reflective mood in this poem, Frank. So glorious to see the stars when there is no light from the moon!
    Do you see the aurora sometimes too? That’s what the title led me to believe . . .

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    • Hi Ali.

      No Aurora from here and the title troubled me a little for that reason, but Jupiter was there, so ‘stars’ didn’t fit,though they were my first choice.

      Glad you enjoyed, but sorry t=for misleading.




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