Mark cloutier

The room is lit

I am a rock n roll poet






The room is lit
With lights in the night
Of a room in view
Of darkness and stars
As a sun and moon
As spheres that appear
In the heavens above
And below the earth
Surrounded in the sounds
Of both what is heard and seen
And that which is silent and unseen
Disturbing the minds that are silent
Awakening the minds
That are full of light
As stars fall to the night
As the sun and moon rise
In dimensions of the heavens
As time is filled in volumes that are still
Of sound and silence
Of what was seen
And that which was heard
That disturbed the universe

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