Until the Night Drops
Fog lifting off of the river
Frogs in a chorus of croaks
Moon lit up —just a sliver
A fire that the unknown has stoked
Chuck Berry singing Johnny be Good
his guitar lighting fires in our heads
greenhorns working out would-could-should
fresh ones a sunbeam had fed
Look at how she climbs
Look at how she shines
Look at how when she shows up
She makes the dark stop
Look at how she blooms
Look at her at noon
She makes the heart pump
She makes the buds pop
Men standing under a lamppost
waiting there for Godot
—someone who may just be a ghost
for all a mere mortal may know
—but lying here in the morning
light seeping over the hill
Sun-God riding her big bright horse
early when the chatter is nil
Look at how she rides
Look at how she glides
Look at how she rises
over the treetops
Look at how she burns
Look at how she turns
overhead all day
until the night drops
—until the night drops
by Jim Culleny
March 1, 2011
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