adventures in dysthymia

Friday, August 29, 2008

SECURITY LIGHT

Due south, across the cotton field,
beyond the cutout trees, one light burns,
harsh guardian of the neighbors' barn.

Transmuted by distance, it becomes
as another star at the window,
my companion through the night.

Stephen Brooke ©2008

I resisted temptation to make this longer, with all sorts of imagery about fog on the fields, etc, etc. Best to just get the point across, no?

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