Saturday, November 13, 2010

Sunday Scribblings #241 - Bright Idea

My bright idea is actually dark. The dark of the night sky to be precise. I love the stars and the night sky. This is a piece I actually wrote awhile ago, but I think it can fit into the bright idea category. I live out in the country and got tired of not being able to see the stars from my yard because of the bright yard light that is standard issue from the power company. Then finally I called and made them take it down. Here is my offering:

Starry Night

When I lie awake,
And sleep won’t come
I walk out the door
Into the inky, blue-black sky
Of 3:00 AM
And look up
To find the stars
In their places.

Not far off
I hear the roar and swish
Of Highway 8.
Who is behind
The head lights that
Slice the night?
The baker
Speeds to work;
Soon her sweet rolls will
Will be taken
All over town.
A semi carries
Crates of round, red apples
In from Washington.
I hear them in the dark,
And look up to the sky
Where Orion greets me.

I’m told
Those in
New York
Can not see the stars
For the garish, sodium lights
We set between
Ourselves and the heavens.
And so the insomniac in Tokyo
Can take no comfort
From Perseus;
Ursa does not wink
At the nocturnal Londoner;
And Polaris
Cannot guide
The wanderer through New York

Darkness and light
Must be together
To be seen,
To have
The jewel-bright lights
We must also admit
The dark
And when we shut out the dark,
Or medicate it away,
We are trading
The beautiful
Heaven-full of stars
For a puny night-light
Of our own

And so I call
The utility company-
And tell them
To take their light
From my yard,
So When I lie awake
And sleep won’t come,
For thinking of you,
I walk out the door
Into the inky, blue-black sky
Of 3:00 AM
And look up
To find the stars
In their places.


  1. I think this was the perfect bright idea - finding real light in the stars..makes me want to come and stand in your back yard at 3am..Jae

  2. Lovely poem. It's true that in London the stars are hard to see! But I love seeing them out in the countryside.
    Well written, I liked the flow of your ideas.

  3. Reassuring to find the stars in their places; glad you had the yard light taken down.

  4. I'll take a dozen of those sweet rolls! LOL Great work!

  5. I'm with you! I love the stars and watching the night sky.

  6. Thank you. Sweet rolls are on the way, lol.

  7. I loved this last night when I read it but a phone call stopped me from commenting. This is a fantastic piece, makes me wonder how awesome a sky without light pollution really is, though the trade off of not being eaten, stabbed or eaten-stabbed... The worst kind of stabbing there is! Thanks for sharing with us!

  8. Hahaha - thanks. And I agree, it would be a real drag to be eaten-stabbed, lol.

  9. I'm with you. Have lain on my back to watch the stars and feel sometimes they speak to me. Wonderful flow to your words,


  10. To be able to see stars in an inky black sky, it's worth being in the dark on the ground!


    Welcome attending poets rally week 33, link in a poem, visit 18 poets, done,
    Poetry awards assigned upon completion.
    Happy Friday!
    Thanks in advance for the attention!

  12. I will pass this week as I am swamped outside of the blogisphere, but please suggest again in a couple weeks. ...and thanks for the encouragement!