Dark's Great Blanket Poem by Heath Gunn
Dark's Great Blanket
Dark's great blanket draws around,
cloaking all in black.
Masking, hiding detail,
on fields, and streets, and paths.
The achitects fine brickwork,
cornerstones of grand design.
Are flat, and black, and lifeless,
plain, bereft of lines.
Dappled grey of floating clouds,
are shadows drifting by.
As pin-pricked light from tiny stars,
like freckles on the sky.
Heath Gunn
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4/24/2024 10:26:27 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Wow, so much artistry. I love the pin pricked stars as freckles of the night sky. Thanks, this has so much imagination!