Starlight falls out of the skies
And settles in her upturned eyes
She peers into the jeweled vault
Until the sun begins to rise
An amateur astronomer
She knows the moons of Jupiter
Orion’s belt and Saturn’s rings
She loves the stars like I love her
I hope some day she’ll love me too
But I will not obstruct her view
Or take the stars out of her eyes
My love for her is tried and true
There’s ghosts and goblins in the streets
And zombies on the lawn,
And soon this little bowl of treats
Will certainly be gone.
I guess I better lock the door
And turn off all the lights
To satisfy my craving for
These chocolate delights.
Now you may wonder how someone
Could ever be this way–
I’m saving little children from
Substantial tooth decay.
They came down by the millions
An army of tiny invading aliens
Suddenly dropping out of the sky
With their tiny white parachutes
It looked like we were doomed
But then the wind began to blow
And the invaders went swirling
Madly out of control all night long
At the mercy of our fierce winds
We awoke to a foot of parachutes
we used to
put clouds
in a poem
now we put
our poems
in a cloud
and when
we’re gone
our poems
will live on
hopefully
give that
shrouded
crowded
word cloud
a shining
silver-lining
Sky offers gold bands
But Earth knows that diamonds
Will come out later
–Photo by me
The sober morning light
Promised a clear new day
With a harsh resolution
To see things as they were,
But after reflecting about
The woes of the world
For the entire daytime,
She had become jaded
And her judgement faded;
Later that same evening,
She was spotted at a beach
In a wine-colored dress
With bare feet in the sand,
Deliciously inebriated
And watching a pale moon
Rising over caliginous waves.
If I had a shop
I would fill up the shelves
With amethyst angels
And emerald elves
And black onyx panthers
With rubies for eyes
And lithe topaz fairies
As blue as the skies
I’d have turquoise tortoises
Buddhas of jade
And solid gold watch fobs
With diamonds in-laid
There’d be tiger’s eye lions
And quartz crystal cats
Peridot puppies
And sapphire bats
Yes, if I had a shop
I would light up the scene
With a huge chandelier
Made of aquamarine
There’s a dip in the road
Up on Ravenstone Ridge
Where it crosses Wine Creek
On an old wooden bridge.
I remember my dad
With us kids in the Ford–
How we flew down that road!
How he had “The Bomb” floored!
When we got to the dip,
We were launched into space
With us kids and the dog
Flying all over the place,
And my dad laughed so hard
When we flew in The Bomb,
But he made us kids swear
We would never tell mom!
–Photo by me
hopeful hang gliders
prepare to take to the air
on silky sails
–photo by me
lives and leaves
are torn
from their trees
and borne
upon autumn winds
they dip
and swoon and race
madly
across the face
of the moon
scattering afar
until at last
they spiral down
to the earth
to form
that final mound
after all
we all fall down
michaeljordahl 