Star Gazing
Softly gazing at the stars;
If I could name one, it would
be a lucky guess. To be versed
in astronomy, to know just a
little bit more; I only know
that stars are small from
where I stand. What do you
want me to do? I want to
decorate my room with them.
I would take a point, small as
a needlepoint. These are my
musings tonight. It is not all
I think about in this empty
house, in this empty room.
Often, I think about you and
how I love your laughter. I am
on my own tonight. There are
no barricades in front of my
door. But I digress, I do not
take the stars for granted.
Just between us, I am going
to learn their names, or just
one or two once each year.
Softly gazing at the stars;
If I could name one, it would
be a lucky guess. To be versed
in astronomy, to know just a
little bit more; I only know
that stars are small from
where I stand. What do you
want me to do? I want to
decorate my room with them.
I would take a point, small as
a needlepoint. These are my
musings tonight. It is not all
I think about in this empty
house, in this empty room.
Often, I think about you and
how I love your laughter. I am
on my own tonight. There are
no barricades in front of my
door. But I digress, I do not
take the stars for granted.
Just between us, I am going
to learn their names, or just
one or two once each year.
Luis lives in Southern California, works in Los Angeles, and has a new poetry book coming out from Rogue Wolf Press in 2021. The book is entitled Make the Water Laugh. His prior books and chapbooks over the past two decades were published by Deadbeat Press, Kendra Steiner Editions, New Polish Beat, Poet's Democracy, Propaganda Press, and Pygmy Forest Press. New poems will appear at Otolith, Piker Press, and Yellow Mama Webzine in 2021.
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