Supernova Poem by Chad Allen Wright
Supernova
Burnt trees are extinct bird skeletons.
The shallow monuments hold Earth fire
below noon. We rise into the zenith as
stars fall below us.
Pale planet lost in Capricorn. Twist into
Heavens doorway with a delicate sea.
Lifes full savior, trim the night and ease
us into the morning.
Now is thoughtless, suffers the past and
answers the stranger. No waiting for
Summer. Picture the insane.
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