Getting out from the street
Lights
The heavens tonight were
Gin clear in the crisp cold
Evening.
Stopping, I looked up
And high above me
Orion posed with his raised
Sword and shield in the
Clear night sky.
He, as alway, is trying to catch
Taurus the bull whose horns
Are his match
As they chase themselves
Across
The universe with the seven
Sisters of Pleiades
Edging them on from behind.
Always locked in a battle that
Never ends.
The night sky tells such
Fascinating stories on a
Gin clear night.
Liked it very much, David! Such pleasant description of the stars!
And sisters of Pleiades. What a lovely evening walk, David.......10
Great observation converted to a wonderful poem. I appreciate it with full Stars *****
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Interesting and informative, with superb imagery.