Sonnet I

If pale moons and bright sins and sleeping stars.

Roam this universe so deep and so wide.

A place free and not limited by bars.

Where thoughts and dreams fly free and for not hide.

Expanding so slowly and forever

This vast space of emptiness some how full-

Full of things untouched and things unsevered.

Places where gravity can hardly pull.

Planet storms that rage and dainty sun storms

Jagged rows of rocks and lovely setting skies.

Show power unknown that sings and performs.

But no animals to roam, run, or fly.

Stars that shimmer and delight my eye.

Create a new dream in my sleep this nigh.

By:

Briette Julienne Laures