I enjoy the finest sights of the high
those that entertain my mind’s eye
and proclaim my desires to seek
the highest awards of the dark sky.
The heavens glow with the pinpricks
of the greatest and most gorgeous
light from all the ages gone in the past
and those that are to become true.
Without a notice of grandeur
they filter the sky with minor light
and I enjoy their lovely development
of mighty beauty, of their justification.
Now I seek imitations of their fine
but noticeable position within the high
stations of the universe, unlike my
humble existence here, lonely and plain.
For the next moment I feel their
honored presence before me and harbor
their light, growing with each breath
and living between my life and theirs.
I wrote this after my Uncle died. This poem helped me get through the loneliness and sorrow that I felt after he passed away.
Russell Sivey lives in the United States and has been writing poetry for 26 years (after his major car accident that left his arm paralyzed). He has been improving year after year. Russell enjoys reading poetry as well as writing it He finds himself listening to almost any type of music. Russell has been with Poetry Soup for almost 3 years and enjoys the poetry that he reads there from his friends. He is currently attending school for a Creative Writing degree with a specialization in Poetry. Yes, that means he will have a poetry degree. He looks forward to reading everyone's poems here on this site. His muse is the moon.