such swirling of
some sweet magic
to be so haunted
by a star
and not just one
but a collection of
many
that from me
reside so far
encapsulated in thus glow
the eyes like magnets
seek but one
the familiar traces
of his recognizable form
Ah, there he is again
my so beloved
Mr.Orion
'On A Cold Clear Night'
he's always there to greet me
as he stands ready
to shoot his arrow...................
(Feb 11, 2010 512am)
terrific imagery and feeling,
I can see it in my mind's eye.