Pocket Lights

By Magova via Pexels

Firework stars
That hang on the bough
Winking gems
On a crooked brow

its golden hue
halo
A casual divinity

like pocket lights
littering the northern heights

A parody of structure
a linear masterpiece

How much coal
Must feed those veins
To blossom rubies
In the sky

sheltering
jewels of the earth

what a
wonder

what a life