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Under Starry Skies
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Barbara Eknoian


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At camp we place our cots
on damp grass at night
outside our tents.
Crickets chirp in the cool air,
a breeze floats over us,
we’re comfy under covers.
After gabbing and giggling,
we settle down and study
the black sky brimming
with sparkling stars brighter
than mom’s diamond ring,
Aunt Matty’s rhinestones.
Tonight, stars multiply
almost hiding the sky.
We look for the North Star
and The Big Dipper.
In the city, I’ve never seen
such a gem-filled sight.
Gail is crying in her tent,
still homesick.
I wish she would join us. 
The stars would make
her smile. 
In my head,
Roy Rogers sings
don’t fence me in.
I hear lyrics:
under starry skies above.
I try to stay awake
I want to gaze at the moon
‘til I lose my senses
My eyes are closing,
but I don’t want to sleep.
I want to stare, stare
at the starry sky,
stare at the starry sky.

 

© by Barbara Eknoian.
                        Used with the author’s permission.

 

 

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Barbara Eknoian lives in La Mirada, California, with her extended family--where she says "there is always room in the inn." Originally from New Jersey, she was forever homesick until she joined Donna Hilbert’s poetry workshop in Long Beach. Barbara was the first recipient of the Jane Buel Bradley Chapbook Award for her collection, Jerkumstances (Pearl Editions). Her young adult novel, Chances Are: A Jersey Girl Comes of Age, was released last month.


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jakrogers:
You captured the night, Barbara! And I'm so glad Roy was there, too.
Posted 12/24/2013 03:52 PM
Margaret Towner:
Brings back many memories of sleeping under the stars while at camp or camping.
Posted 06/28/2013 12:21 PM
peninsulapoet:
Beautiful poem for a summer night. Or any time when we need a bit of starlight.
Posted 06/28/2013 10:25 AM
TheSilverOne:
AS someone who's spent hours in a sleeping bag, gazing at the night sky in awe, I totally enjoyed this poem.
Posted 06/28/2013 09:05 AM
MaryLeeHahn:
This sounds like it could be part of a novel in verse!
Posted 06/28/2013 08:52 AM
Janet Leahy:
I want to be there under that starry sky, and those melodies now hum in my mind, thanks Barbara
Posted 06/28/2013 08:16 AM


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