Kingdom of Night

Before I comment, WooHoo, been waiting you know.LOL. A typo, yay, I can do this. 2nd stanza, should it be breath? Okay this is so good girly. I can see you laying there trying to get cool and your eyes exploring the skies above, and I see you tracing those stars as well. Yes, this is good. Love ya, I waited forever honey, now I am for the pillow. I will visit this again tomorrow. Thank you. Love to you and another hot one tomorrow. Lyz. XX

What a sense of humour mother earth and father sky has... I'm freezing my what-cha-ma-callits and you're hotter than hell. ~Mum p.s. I've always loved the Southern Cross, the Northern Lights and U2 "...when it agrees with reason and it will benefit one and all, then accept it and live by it." ~ Buddha

That was one of my favorite games when I was younger... to lay on the grass and look up at the sky. In the daytime, it was the clouds that enchanted me and at night, the stars, but most of all my love, the moon. Beautiful job you have done here. Love, big sis

Oh the stenches and sweaty perfumes so pungent that this poem steams it welcome to the mind and permeates each smell, each echo of sound each touch of stickiness, we are submersed in its levels of feelings and sensations. "as they cruised on by" .... This didn't seem to fit as it brought the banal into the fiery magic of the experience here I think! "and from hands with claws"...From hands that claw? "I wake to a glory
 the full moon of sight".....this could be better, the "moon OF sight" too weird for me! And its the end and should open on the moon in all her splendour and fill our minds with its presence and light. Ah yes, ah yes, ah yes, I agree my Jayne of the Southern cross, of the wide and wonderful expanses of Australia with its heat dripping tarry roads, ant-like crawling across its breadth, and its bush so simple around in the sand, but the sky, ah the sky so wonderful to 'betrakt' gaze upon. My love to you who conjures up such images of the senses to indulge in with you lying there beside you looking, just looking and feeling and smelling and enjoying, yes oh yes. Ann with the Northern stars.

Your own comment illustrating the when :- ..... and I forgot to say theres one line in that poem thats distinctly Aussie … ‘I lay in wonder of the cross’ .. every night I lay on my lawn in the cool of the night and I do lol I have dogs you gotta get grubby with them … I lay in wonder of the southern cross … an on a clear night it blazes … like tonight love and hugs Jayne And the same to you dear Jayne of the night skies light from Australia. Ann

There is magic in your words, and even more, there is escape!

Jayne Lay on that magic carpet and fly through the constelation let the stars light your way lift you out of your situation for a while just enjoy always Blue