Holding Up the Sky


We were only lying
there, counting stars.

I think.
(After all, it was dark.)

Ursa Major was the
brightest spark, with a
crow or two besides,
a ram
(and one small flicker

88 of them in all,
(infinity twice, sideways)
there since the dawn
of time, or perhaps
just last Tuesday the
10th, because what’s
time anyway?

Maybe we were savoring
the sweetness of clouds,
the aroma of rain. Pondering
worlds beyond. The sky. Your

Telling each other stories,
glories. Fears. Years and
years of who we are and
might someday be

Pondering life
some misty place between
Venus and

Meantime, we’re just counting
…..on here,
lying to the stars.


Miz Q has multiple demands today, all of them fabulous. My favorite way to go, really. Come play. 



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7 Responses to Holding Up the Sky

  1. Mandie Hines says:

    The play with time, and “what’s time anyway?” makes me think of how old the stars are and how far their light has to travel before we can see their twinkle.

  2. I just purely love it all, De

  3. Iris says:

    “Maybe we were savoring
    the sweetness of clouds,
    the aroma of rain.”

    How beautiful.

  4. erbiage says:

    Masterful. Truly great. “Venus and mars are alright, tonight”

  5. Sherry Marr says:

    I love everything about this poem. You are a wonder!

  6. julespaige says:

    Even with the light pollution…I can still see some of the stars.
    I wonder if the universe could lie…black holes imploding an all.
    And yet we can…lie, dreaming.

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