Heads Up
I saw a jet, jet ‘cross the sky
silvered high, captivating my
eye:
Surely no meteor could show
natural better, icing the sky
leaving lick-able tails of frosty
air glitter --
The jet made circles
a lariat rhinestone cowboy
or sparkly pinwheel in the hands of
dancing child – surely some future
astronaut, making
novelty of atomic flash and fire –
celestial lollipops
two scoop cones of sprinkled faceted
stars….
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