Another Pin-Pricked Sigh Sky 

I can’t think of a better medicine than stars for a ceiling. 
– Yellowstone 

::

Now I lay me down 
                 (to sleep) 
my fears 
my tears 
the tired 
trappings of my heart. 

A quieting restart,
this midnight sky. 

My wayward soul to keep,
counting 
        (blessings) 
clouds as sheep. 

Standing still, 
I wish upon the fallen. 

Twinkle
twinkle 
nightlight peace. 

::
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10 Responses to Another Pin-Pricked Sigh Sky 

  1. Kir Piccini says:

    the perfect lullaby …

  2. Rob Kistner says:

    Love the way you folded this together De — well lay me down and twinkle twinkle! 😉

  3. Oh, De, I love your work so much – this is just beautiful. It made me sigh, it really spoke to me. Thank you so much for this.

  4. hedgewitch says:

    At first read this seems simple, a little before-sleep rhyme to lull one to rest, but there is a lot under the hood, and it all hums like a fine-tuned engine. A mixed-metaphor comment, but a sincere one. Loved this little existential lullaby, and it made me think of my own nights under the stars.

  5. Very sweet and well done!

  6. I love how you hide so many bigger matters behind a veil of simplicity… especially this
    Standing still,
    I wish upon the fallen.

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