There she lies
Sprawled across the night sky,
From neon feet to shimmering eye
Her figure a constellation
A star to mark each feature
With glee, she twinkles
With anger, comets fly
And with sadness—pitch.
She watches lovers kiss
And children dance
Underneath her blanket of bright
Teaching all souls, young and old
To let love illuminate.
And with craned necks
And widened eyes,
Their hearts return her light.

-Cathryn Dutton


About loyolapoets

The Greyhound Collective Poetry Revival would like to consider “mission statement” in its simplest terms. Rather than reiterate the boundaries of our task, we simply express our aim: to become a mission – a party of individuals sent out into the world with a message meant to unveil a uniting principle of truth. We define this message as “poetry.” We promote poetry as a viable and vivid art form, alive and accessible. Freed from its ivory tower, our poetry will breathe life into an ailing form while fostering an artful relationship with the greater community. We assert ourselves under the following mantra: “your mouth is a sign of how sacred your life actually is.” As a collective, we write to be sanctified. View all posts by loyolapoets

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