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Open Poetry #19

Camaraderie at 2 a.m.

Streen
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since 2001-11-28

Posts 169

0 posted 2002-04-01 07:04 PM

How dark the sky appears
when the sun has set itself,
and when you're so far away.
It can be barren if the clouds
disappear from human sight
into the inky ether, the darkness.
Those suspended bits of water
offer friendship in the day,
chances to paint pictures
in our imaginations.
But at night, it's another story.
Some dissipate into the wind
wanting to rest with the sun
or to forget themselves
among the currents.
Some choose to slink as fog
into sunken valleys,
maybe so they can be obtrusive
so nobody can see anything but them
in the morning.
Personally, I like the ones that
stay right there above me;
those wispy nimbi that float,
hoping the moon will be.
It reminds me of myself, actually,
when I think about these things
looking for camaraderie at two a.m.
every particle of those clouds is alit
with the light of the moon
and I can see I'm not alone.
Maybe they can see I'm their friend,
because, likewise, every bit of me is alit
with someone that lies
hundreds of miles from me.

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