stars - Blackout Poetry Notes

Contentment

This was, in words
simply contentment, unlike
any other,
feel these quiet moments
with me. Stay
a few minutes
and look at the stars.

The stars are so
marvelously pure, a secret wonder
of the deep.

The roaring
void of the universe
is a lonesome romance
of melted, molten stars
standing in the light.

On the roof
of the car with
the sky starless,
I could lie there all night.

So far from the city
the stars brilliant on a field of ebony.
Star-specked stillness.
It was grass and
silence of night.