The dusk turns to dark

As I look to the sky

With starlight reflected

in the blue of my eyes

And, softly, into focus 

glow the heroes of old

Each golden cluster

a tale to be told:

The Hunter & his Hounds

search the night sky

For dragons & serpents

and horses that fly

While Perseus gives Andromeda the eye

And grabs her a moonbeam

as one passes by

 

This is our ceiling

If you open your eyes!

 

And my mind's eye awakens

Upon a moonlit beach

Where, old smugglers songs

Echo just out of reach

 

And far out at sea

A fishing boat breaks

Through swathes of black silk

That fray in its wake

They fray upon shores

Unfurling like teeth

That smile up at the moon

And the fish underneath

 

I trawl for these thoughts

And lock them all in

For the night-time can be

Such a beautiful thing

 

And, I need not even move

For my world to renew

For my mind and my eyes 

Are the rooms with a view!