The Distance To and From
Posted by PintofStout on September 23, 2008
A poem in two days about my weekend. Other poetry can be found off-site at Anonymous Trout’s Fish Wrap.
Distance: Part I
I found myself far from my everyday, looking past the dark silhouettes of trees
To the darker expanse of the heavens brought to light by the penetrating
and enlightening darkness.
This is how night was meant to be
The night that brought us our folklore. Our gods.
The depth of the darkness transfixed me
Until I stared at the heavens through the gap and tried to feel
My planet move.
Alas, the magnificently modest fire extinguished
all but the brightest stars and shrunk my Universe
to human scale.
I cracked open another cold one and huddled deeper into my hoodie
To contemplate the chemistry of combustion. Brewing.
The fire breathed and pulsed very relaxed. Unhurried.
I stared deeper and deeper into the glowing coals
And ever deeper into myself.
Distance: Part II
The tiny dirt path wound over the invisible contours
Like a hologram that is only seen plainly from
The green and golden ferns tenderly covered the hills like moss
Giving shelter to chipmunks small, and for the trees so tall
Through this shady cathedral we cruised with fleet feet
Stride after easy stride toward no particular end but where
Distance behind us grew greater as distance afore us diminished
And the physical beauty gave way to body aches and thoughts that turned
Now the distance has vanished like a flash of a falling meteor
My everyday has returned and left only aches to mark the distance