Midnight Corona Poem by Brian Arguello

Midnight Corona



Great gazer of the sky
Great onlooker
What did you enjoy the most?
O' spectator

Spectator of the past
Spectator of the present
Future

Roaring beasts roaming the land?
Luminating fires by the hand of man?

Mounts of stone with skyscraping peaks?
Feasts of Romans or democracy of Greeks?

O' silver eye in the sky
Tonight our eyes are to the sky

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success