Later Than Usual
Later Than Usual
Stars are out tonight
wheeling sky across blue bright satellites
glancing up
distance shading trees to silhouette
pinpoints lighting leaves
echoing in wavering branch
Fluid mist forms breath into bark
ahead trees float in orange tinted neon
fixed to the ground a cloud of motion
approaching formed by sculptured nature
kissed beauty by its rapture
Revolving to see celestial above
rotating cycle beneath the wood
and upward pointing the aiming torch light
just to site a tiny focused reality
returning this my flash fed battery
laughing at seeming inadequacy
of aiming my light at the stars
Stumbling in the gloom
dampened grass throngs these steps
these whispering nouns of light cosset us
meandering back to our rooms
passing trees thinking of you
wishing to be by your side
Knowing sees with such intuitive ease
between scattered enigmatic and sky
listening between leaves
to a language as it breaths
implementing all of this it would seem
even the warmth between our hands
These crisp clear nights can be so full
filled with so much more
undiminished it endures
but still feels detracted without you
Yet this walk home is later than usual
imparting some essence of sentience
delicately you hang in your eyes
voicing a listening readily recognised
this space reverberating through me
every inch of you
in the stillness of the night
Copyright © Colin Mitchell Williams | Year Posted 2008
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