Fight For Night Poem by Robin Bennett

Starlight gaze, blanketed in a platinum haze-
points of light, painted upon a canvas of inked black phase;
dancing candles rich, awash with blinding intensity,
surely the heavens are awake to heed my wish.

Constellations gather in force to battle positions in night-
pushing away from the backdropp of the blue black sky;
eerie sterling colors give images to dreams within reach,
close enough to catch a star...far enough away to imagine.

Clouds take on a ghostly appearance this night-
puffy, grey buttermilk billows, line in a formed march;
tis this eve is distinctive from sister nights past,
she beckons my complete attention, message in hand.

Erase my thoughts, that clutter my mind-
gaze only in her divine beauty; of obscure dark and light,
once in a lifetime view of the heavens, lands in my mind;
telling me the secret; the answers were there all along...