Saturday, August 22, 2009

The Poetry Project: Day 2

Georgia NightS
by Leigh Hewett

I push the sun
with the tip of my finger
as it slips slowly down
into the fold of the earth.

I squeeze the sky
as the leftover sunset
drips on my face
and the moon turns around
to sneeze the stars.

I grab the sky
and wrap it's darkness
around me to sleep.

The stars look
down at me
with a million loving eyes.



Sara said...

I like that one a lot. And I love the picture you found to go with it. Gorgeous.

vanilla said...

Very well done. The imagery draws me in and the night wraps itself around me.