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Daniel A. Stafford | 8/28/2001 2:06:39 AM
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Star Parties:
Out in the desert at night the stars come out.
At Frank Sinatra's in the fifties the stars come out.
Brightly.
Out in the desert at night a satellite dances through the Pleades.
At Frank Sinatra's Marylin Monroe sways in silk voluptuous.
Sweetly.
Out in the desert at night a camp fire flickers a warm companion.
At Frank Sinatra's Judy Garland sings a duet with Old Blue eyes.
Divinely.
Out in the desert at night friends take turns at the telescope and wonder.
At Frank Sinatra's guests take moonlight dips in the pool.
Cooling.
Out in the desert at night they talk of places they'd visit in the heavens.
At Frank Sinatra's they talk of movies they'd make if they were directing.
Visionary.
Out in the desert at night they roast marshmallows and tell ghost stories under the Milky Way.
At Frank Sinatra's Dean Martin sings songs while Irving Berlin plays piano.
Reveling.
Out in the desert the sunrise washes the sky in warm glowing pastels.
At Frank Sinatra's The shadows of morning sun form the keys of the piano shaped pool.
Passing.
Slowly the guests meander on home,
A night in wonder and glamors and warm joy,
And things of beauty that you wish were forever,
But you can only see the stars while they can shine.
Twinkle on, sweet ones.
AquarianM
By: Daniel A. Stafford
(C) 08/28/2001
By: Daniel A. Stafford
Author's Comments
Two places I would love to be & see,
This poem lets me get close.
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