meteor shower

alone on my back

between midnight and morning

I wait and shiver

against the freezing wind


my eyes fixed on the deep above

through frame of roof and treetop


it begins


first one…

then three…


I lose count

they come so quickly


tiny bits of cosmic (more than ancient)

dust on a journey too vast

for a time too great

to be grasped by the humbled creature

I have suddenly become


so beautiful the flaring streaks of light

so elegant their arc and curve

each blaze a brief and brilliant



not a molecule

left intact


what was

is no more


and I watch in wonder

in growing terror

that such a thing should be


so silent




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2 Responses to meteor shower

  1. Michael Farris says:

    Beautiful poem Jonnia.

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