LANTERN
bottle rocket
ship lantern
nothing so poignant
in my humble opinion
braving the dark pond, the calm lake
that is the ocean
that is the immensity of
intergalactic space
soaring high, showing the stars
what we are worth
how we can make stars
that explode and fall
with our chemistry wisdom
every
colour of the rainbow
(where in the cosmos
star that burns lilac,
star that
burns lime green?)
the stars our audience here
so tiny from our perspective
our moment of
triumph
ecstasy the dead Universe
out there has never felt for itself, seen
the like of
no feared fable of entropy
the lantern boats sail, burn
are consumed, sink
disappear
tiny energy, cause
and effect
to perfection
our hearts hopes
on that little
Odyssey with you
the morning rain turning all
those spent cardboard tubes
to mulch
the stars
in recess, no doubt
conferring such distances involved,
such titanic energies
doubtless stirred into some
kind of reaction by
all our performance
poems 2 die for 