Three Fifty Four Precisely
Up before dawn
On this sixth July morn
My eyes are still firmly closed
I make my way sleepily
To my west facing balcony
Adorned in warm fleecy robe
Gently rubbing the sleep
From my half open eyes
Looking forward to
my morning surprise
Lighting up the sky
She is glistening so brightly
Her celestial beam illuminates
enticingly it's drawing me
along her silvery highway
My soul may walk it one day
Jupiter is gleaming
In the sky to her right
For this celestial pair
Make such a fabulous sight
I’m in love as I swoon
At Jupiter and the Moon
Witnessing their cosmic delight
But tonight very soon
Another treat awaits me
at three fifty four precisely
Arriving west south westerly
silently gliding through the sky
just two fifty miles from you and I
To my delight on this magical night
the International Space Station I will espy
Waving with glee
my soul does a dance
and I wonder perchance
as I gaze from my balcony
are astronauts waving back at me…
Written 6th July 2020
euphoric after my cosmic adventure...
Contest STRAND completely new (6)
Sponsor Brian Strand
FIRST PLACE
Copyright © Ann Gilmour | Year Posted 2020
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment