Winter stars blind,
opaque eyes staring
across bright moon snow.
Nights watching ice ballets
of secrets across the meadow
has taken their sight.
They listen to lovers
and respond with twinkles.
Their vision gone
but their soul shining.
Stars join in smiles
whispering to the moon,
"We may not see love,
but we know it is there.
©Susie Clevenger 2010
Painting: Starry Night-Van Gogh
Comments
opaque eyes staring
across bright moon snow." and the third stanza in particular - great seeing this up at RT!
Hank