Light Pollution
The night sky is fuzzed
neon spilling everywhere
I know the stars are shining
but they’re all out of focus
I remember -
tucked into the Coromandel coast -
Waikawau Bay at midnight
far away from brassy brash
Auckland
the night sky was dark
everything sharp.
I could see you there
the only light we need is the moon
Labels: poem
posted by Mab at
4:16 PM
Sporadic musings with little consistency. Includes poetry, ramblings and brain fluff.
After spending 3 years studying the combined usefulness of English and Classical Studies, I now work in the slightly soul-sucking corporate world. The trade off is that I now have money for such bourgeois things as the theatre, concerts and shoes. Lots and lots of shoes. I love sci-fi (especially Star Trek, SG1 and SGA, Battlestar Galactica and Farscape), fantasy and LARP. In my spare time I dabble in poetry, trying to gather something worthy of publication (if it doesn't kill me with frustration first). I have a deep love for television, current addictions are Castle, Bones, Leverage and Grey's Anatomy. The word I try most often to work into conversations appropriately is conniptions. Something about it makes me love it so.
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