Star Shot Poem by Anthony Burge

Star-shot

Bed coral sands of shell grit white

My eyes trace flares through squid ink night

Flights of friction sparks ignite

Shooting stars die burning bright

Black whale black sea torn by her breach

Into night sky far from lands reach

She looks to stars to take her bearings

Does she too see the night skies flaring?

What of the Saratoga that scans the surface

The green sea turtle drawn lunar purpose

The wild dog howling at the moon

Frog song from lily pad lagoon

Braying bullock from wetland bog

Answered by the barking frog

The wallowing sow with young at heel

Do they too see night sky surreal?

Star-shot the sky celestial lights

Ignite the moonlit sea at night