Sitting Outside Late One Summer Night--By J. T. Milford--United States

Sitting Outside Late One Summer Night

On a warm August evening
Fomalhaut hangs on the south horizon
Like a lamp steadily giving off a dull yellow light
Presiding over darkness without emotion
A late stillness has set in with only
An occasional barking dog to interrupt the solitude
A time to search for faint Andromeda

After midnight there descends a silent night song
The music of light from our galaxy
Arching across the deep sky near a region
Of sparse lonely planet's and solar winds
Suddenly there appears a bright streak of light
Across the sky like a capricious roman candle
A fusion of fire and song
Sitting outside late we search the heavens
One warm summer night

J. T. Milford is a retired CPA who has just completed his first book of poetry.