rising little star
what don’t you know
you’ve already been told before
about those bits and pieces
picked up via satellite or
ground-based microwaves
oh my pretty rising star
where have you gone
even the clouds have parted
(in hopes of)
welcoming your return
people throughout the centuries
(from this land
and many others)
are buying one way tickets
to get a glimpse of
what they missed the first time
you sailed away
august two thousand seventeen
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I do so love your work, John.
I wrote a poem today that I think you’ll like.
thank you so much…please send it my way!
beautifully sad…
thank you, Denise
wow.
love it when you way ‘wow’ – many thanks mk!
🙂
lovely and magical 🙂
thank you so much