Hunter Stars

HUNTER STARS Fears half-hid behind curtain, faces sallow, Two small kids shivering at the cold open window. We look trembling at the stars across the black - A thousand guys in the dark searching for our track, Each with tiny red or yellow flashlight - Steady, pulsing, dim, or bright. Brighter ones are closer - in groups or alone; Far-off ones are completely unknown. Special guys like Antares or Arcturus Spinning, searching in circles around us. Big fellows like the Hunter Orion Getting closer with dogs Sirius and Procyon : Sometimes they can’t see us for cloud, Can’t hear us as we bravely whisper aloud ‘You tiny hunters don’t scare us ; you’ll run In the morning when you see our sun.’ . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Written for Judy Konos's Contest "A Short Poem" by Sydney Peck