The Moonlit Sky On A Cloudless Night - Poem by Aaron Peska
Lying in the grass, feeling prickly against my back
I find myself floating into the twinkling abyss above me.
The night air surrounds me, crisp and cool to the touch
It rocks me to sleep and sends me soaring into the night.
The stars sparkle like diamonds, dwarfed by the moon, with its grace and radiance
Its light casts over me with glow so warm and inviting.
I think of those in my life as I lie here, beneath the sky
From my closest friends, to the people I loathe more than more than anything.
I think of the loves I’ve had, how none have felt the same
A tear drops from my eyes, glistened by the moonlight.
I think of those dead, now looking down upon me
That somewhere up there, they may be smiling, watching me weep.
The night grows older, the wind picks up, and the chill starts to become too much
The sky gets darker, signaling a departure from realism and dream.
I look up into the night one more time, and from out of the abyss – a shooting star
Ah, a dream; I reach down into my heart and pull one out – praying it will come true.
But alas, dreams don’t come true for all.
I stand and walk into the light, leaving my imprint in the moonlit grass
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