The Starry Night

The Starry Night by Vincent Van Gogh, 1889, Museum of Modern Art, NYC

                       The Starry Night by Vincent Van Gogh, 1889, Museum of Modern Art, NYC

The Starry Night

It is silent tonight.

In the ever flowing
river of the night,
a boat of darkness

sails by
as wave upon wave
of stars flow,

then crest,
then
fall,

and silently subside,
consumed by another wave
until nothing is left,

just flickering light
of celestial glowworms
that hang

in the cave of night—
languid star strands
from the heavens.

The moon
could tell stories
if it chose.

It is silent tonight.

Van Gogh Moon

10 thoughts on “The Starry Night

    • Dear Suzanne, please don’t ever apologize for not reading something. Life gets busy. I read wordpress intermittently, and that’s just the way it is. You are a busy woman. I always love knowing when you’ve read a poem and liked it, so please know that that is a real honor to me. All the best, my friend ~ Mary

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    • Aw, Randy, you never fail to make me smile. I’m thrilled that you like this poem. Being a gardener, I know you know that nature inspires so many things in our imaginations and hearts. 🙂

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