Winter stars
A cold winter night
The clouds rushed
to warmer moods
each star light bright
alone
star light, star light
A white pin whisper
in a multi-hue cosmic blanket
forever expanding outward
inward
with eminent needles darting
from the source star
I reach to touch as
the planet rotates
both out and away
Falling face down
allowing a galaxy
looking through time
at winter stars
dancing with dreams
Deafening silence
screaming light
penetrating darkness
a throng of loneliness
distant embrace
By Tom Skiens
Feb. 2009
