Ashes Poetry

Four Lights

four lights, suns beneath clouds between the skies
four lights, south, north, east, west, encompass the world
four lights, countless candles power twenty-four figures
poles apart into a single arena strewn past shores
to land where twenty-two yards is the vital tack

four lights arc to the heavens where forty years ago
the moon landed at our feet    watch closely ball onto bat
bat onto ball across fields beyond    theirs is the future
for light is the promise and prism
as time’s shadows lengthen the season
until all there is is light, then the dark

four lights, burning, burning, till all else is empty,
four lights meridian life and memory
no rush to leave this good night under its halo
of four tall lights before time is tolled to us all.

four lights, four lights, four lights, four lights