Absolutely Miles Away …too many clouds, too little time…

all

and all that could be seen were
the stars in the sky
in turn, gazing down upon
ice cubed earth
an ultramarine diamond
under lock and sea.

steal your time
and sparks under moonshine

steal it all under steeled padlock
whisper it forward
so the molecules of speech distil and fall
pattering onto sugardusted leaves
until all that is left
is the glint from your eye.

and you arrive with a song in your mind
don’t fight it, now
and remain all, and still.

very gentle, wonderful wordplay going on here … here and there, part of/and all … beautiful, peaceful and replete, miles away …

Happy New Years!

From Poets Who Blog.

The last stanza of this is lovely. I like the quietness of it.

shell and sara: thank you. happy new year.