For Those Who Were There

A first glimpse of Venus, or so we thought.
Then somebody said: "Hey, you know that's Mars!"
Forgetting lessons I was never taught,
as I stood with friends gazing at the stars.
Tell me: How many times has this red sky
haunted and threatened those cold, dark grey hills?
In Ortygia the sun said "goodbye"
for now, but depending on how she feels.
So, I wonder: Will I ever return?
And if I do, would it be to proclaim;
older and wiser, but never to learn
sunsets and sonnets are rarely the same.
Ending or beginning? Glimmer or glow?
Sunrise or sunset? We, will never know.


Capability Red       Feb 2019