Gates of Orion

If we could see the night sky

as it truly is, 

 

I mean, really see it, 

without the white-washing 

electric moons

we think we need down here, 

 

without the chains of desire,  

 

we would weep, 

or applaud 

like the river 

that laps its 

trembling dramas.

 

The night air 

would taste different: 

a euphoric bitterness, 

a caramel sorrow 

that doesn't crush us, 

but releases us.

 

Everything ascends

under a true dark sky 

 

till there is 

nothing 

but the things above: 

the captive myths 

that creep and stare 

and all that galloping 

black fury 

you could never understand 

the depths of.

 

You wear the dark, 

you are the dark,

you float, you dream. 

Fantasies twirl 

around your head 

like chiffon ribbons, 

 

then you enter, 

like royalty, 

through the gates of Orion,

 

all pomp and adoration, 

past tiarras,

past drops of centuries 

frozen in light,

past smoldering, 

long-ago spheres 

that initiate you 

into the Society of Souls

 

and you believe

in the luminous hunter, 

you believe in his 

faithful dogs and 

his never-ending pursuit 

of the icy Taurus,

 

and you watch 

delicate armies 

fight soft-spoken wars

in one endless shimmer 

 

and you believe 

in some sort of heaven 

because it must be heaven or

a master's inner sanctum 

or embers from a vast,

prehistoric fire 

seeping through the roof 

of our very own world 

and scattering those 

crackling white legends 

above, beyond and within you 

 

and making you feel 

so important, 

 

like a gold Buddha 

surrounded by temple-light, 

like the honored guest 

of glass kings,

like a free stallion 

under a shower 

of hypnotic suns. 

 

That is, 

if you could see the night sky

as it truly is.

 

Patricia Joan Jones

 

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word_man's picture

think if we were there it

think if we were there it would overwhelm us with it`s beauty

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Thank you for reading and

Thank you for reading and leaving such a thought-provoking comment. 

word_man's picture

you`re welcome

you`re welcome

allets's picture

What is this!

Beautiful writing is what. Enjoyed 


 

 

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You honor me with your

You honor me with your presence, dear poet. Thank you for your encouraging feedback. 

Starward's picture

Just had ti revisit this one

Just had ti revisit this one again, and enjoy, once more, the soar of the words.  And the ride is just as great now as it was the first time.


Starward

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I'm thrilled that you took

I'm thrilled that you took the time to read this again and leave such encouraging comments. Many thanks.

Starward's picture

Thanks for the reply, and I

Thanks for the reply, and I apologize for the typo in my previous comment.  I am just not a good proof-reader, never have been.  Anyhow, this poem is very addictive, and keeps bringing me back.  The last two lines are key to one of the most powerful aspects---the cosmic aspect---of your poems:  to see the night sky as it really is.  In that respect, your poems are the literary equivalent of the Hubble telescope. 


Starward

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Wow, that was an awesome

Wow, that was an awesome comment. You have no idea what an encouragement you are. Thank you! 

word_man's picture

a true vision of gods

a true vision of gods creation

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Thank you for that beautiful

Thank you for that beautiful feedback. 

word_man's picture

you`re welcome,i enjoy good

you`re welcome,i enjoy good writing

Starward's picture

Just had to revisit this poem

Just had to revisit this poem again, I cannot seem to stay away.


Starward

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Thrilled to see you back.

Thrilled to see you back. Thank you! 

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in one endless shimmer

you left me in awe, 

a soft stroke,

with delicate lips, 

spoken patiently,

i could taste the forbearance,

although,

you did not hold back. 

 

 

this was beautiful. 

 

Sincerely.

 


"We are, Each of us angels with only one wing, and we can only fly by embracing one another." -Luciano De Crescenzo

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Thank for your very

Thank for your very insightful and eloquent feedback. I'm touched and deeply grateful. 

Cascade's picture

Starward said it right,

Starward said it right, Patricia, this is absolutely stunning! Thank you for the flight

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Many thanks for your

Many thanks for your uplifting feedback. You're such an encouragement to me. Patricia

Starward's picture

Thank you for the kind

Thank you for the kind mention of my previous comment.  I was visiting this poem again because I cannot seem to stay away from it.  The cosmic evocation of outer space in this poem is brilliant.  It reminds me, in some ways, of Rutger Hauer's "tears in rain" soliloquy at the end of Blade Runner; but this poem is far more detailed and more satisfactory in its length.


Starward

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I can't thank you enough for

I can't thank you enough for your deep, eloquent and meaningful evaluation of my work, which is very personal because of my dismay over light pollution and our disappearing dark skies. I greatly value your opinion. Many thanks!

Starward's picture

I am rarely at a loss for

I am rarely at a loss for words, but the greatness of this poem, and your use of astronomy as an extended metaphor through the profound depth of the poem's meaning, is absolutely stunning.  I have been reading poetry for almost forty-seven years, and I have rarely found poems like this one.  Wow!  I am going to mark this on my favorite's list so that I can revisit it easily!


Starward

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Thank you for your thrilling

Thank you for your thrilling reply with such uplifting insights. I'm touched and deeply grateful. Patricia