ASTRONOMY OF THE HEART [Sonnet LXIX]
I've watched the heart of sunsets red,
decend on waters in dripping mauve,
reflecting the bleeding sky of day,
'closure..... to twilight's curtain call,
'tween mountain peaks in silhouette,
'fore passing off its dying torch,
to nascent, charcoaled skies of night,
its speckled scape of anthrocite,
and million stars of silver-white,
breaking space with beaconed light,
washing the hazy face,
of 'the man in the moon';
and night becomes a celestial capture
of Love...no heart be jejune.
poem by Frank James Ryan Jr.
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