Friday, December 18, 2009

Going to Bed

by George Bilgere

I check the locks on the front door
and the side door,
make sure the windows are closed
and the heat dialed down.
I switch off the computer,
turn off the living room lights.

I let in the cats.

Reverently, I unplug the Christmas tree,
leaving Christ and the little animals
in the dark.

The last thing I do
is step out to the back yard
for a quick look at the Milky Way.

The stars are halogen-blue.
The constellations, whose names
I have long since forgotten,
look down anonymously,
and the whole galaxy
is cartwheeling in silence through the night.

Everything seems to be ok.

6 comments:

  1. Hey, I heard this one on Writer's almanac too! Love it! Thanks for keeping your blog going, I love the poetry you find and share.

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  2. Beautiful...thank you....smiles.

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  3. Oh, this does sound like a perfect night. I hope it's not cloudy tonight so I can take a peek at the constellations. Most times, I forget to look at the stars. Thanks for the reminder to do so!

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  4. Your blog is very nice :) .I really like it !
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  5. I love the imagery in this poem. thanks for posting it
    xo

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  6. I thought I was the only one who looked at the stars before bed, though I don't go outside as it is below 0 most evenings :-). Lovely poem.
    Happy Christmas to you!!! xoxo

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Hey, thanks for your thoughts and your time:>)