Assembly - another poem

[sylvia]

Assembly

As the hand grasps for twelve
A slice of moonlight
Pierces the calm, cold glass
Through which the stars speak nightly
Discussion group for one
Purple,black, white
Colours blend as it sounds midnight
Orange, yellow, red
The night gone. The group dead.
Await the burning and the falling
Dropping of the day
My friends will reappear
I can think and be

[lynette]

You're a poet, nice.

[sylvia]

Thank you !

[cat]

Jun 21, 2011 22:46:30 GMT 8 sylvia said:

Assembly

As the hand grasps for twelve
A slice of moonlight
Pierces the calm, cold glass
Through which the stars speak nightly
Discussion group for one
Purple,black, white
Colours blend as it sounds midnight
Orange, yellow, red
The night gone. The group dead.
Await the burning and the falling
Dropping of the day
My friends will reappear
I can think and be

This is good. I like this poem.