DJ RB
Bluelighter
This poem has been published in a New Jersey newspaper. Comments and criticism are appreciated.
Deep Space
the comfort of clothes
and stars fluttering above the sky
express why we,
sons and daughters,
wave our watchless arms.
candles enlighten faces
yet bodies remain in shadow,
deep in space
outside, God's drunk eyes
admire the ritual sunset from town hall
while inside the candlelight endures
and when we burn out
we put on our watches,
exit to the sunset
-Ryan Bis
Thank you!
Deep Space
the comfort of clothes
and stars fluttering above the sky
express why we,
sons and daughters,
wave our watchless arms.
candles enlighten faces
yet bodies remain in shadow,
deep in space
outside, God's drunk eyes
admire the ritual sunset from town hall
while inside the candlelight endures
and when we burn out
we put on our watches,
exit to the sunset
-Ryan Bis
Thank you!
