Speculative Poetry… ‘Great Lights’

Great lights, they saw

Hovering weighless,

giant as clouds.

Bruise purple sky peppered rain,

a glistening glass shower,

made crystalline in light reflections.

And then, darkness,

resonant thrumming

like the drums of

a far off marching army.

The plinking of cooling metals,

a sulphurous burr, nostril deep,

And the night echoed empty.

 

© Ren Warom 2008
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