Poem from 1996.
This night of stars that have tunneled through the dark
has kept me up so much later than I should have been up.
A cloud across the moon fills my eyes with tears.
Watching the sun vanish opened up a night of dread.
I sat by the river fearing the dead approach of
this night of stars that have tunneled though the dark
and thrown a wink of infinity against my hope for closure.
I wish I knew who to call. I wish I knew what to say.
A cloud across the moon fills my eyes with tears.
If there were distance to travel that would take me past the lights
to places where I could not see the open sky, I could say less of
this night of stars that have tunneled through the dark
and kept me up so much later than I should have been up.
In an hour the sun will rise but it cannot dim the memory that, like
a cloud across the moon, fills my eyes with tears.
Night, day, the cycle repeats with no hope of a change
until the day the fist of God slams down upon
this night of stars that have tunneled through the dark.
A cloud across the moon fills my eyes with tears.
Dark Matter 
April 5th, 2019 at 8:30 am
I particularly enjoyed the repeated line : “A cloud across the moon fills my eyes with tears” Thanks for sharing Tony! I am a Creative Life Coach with a poetry blog and today’s here is today’s in case you have time to look? It is also a Villanelle!
I am also on Instagram as #coachingcreatively, let’s follow each other if you use this medium? You can also find me on Facebook under Sam Allen wearing a bright red and orange hat!
I love connecting with fellow creatives as you can see!
Sunny greetings from Switzerland!
Sam 🙂
April 5th, 2019 at 8:33 am
I shall, thank you. I don’t use Instagram, but I shall look there too.
April 5th, 2019 at 8:34 am
Lovely to connect! 🙂