“Night Sky”

A poem by Lyde Longaker.

Lady Moon slips thru a window pane.

Wake up my heart.

Orion hovers in the night sky.

Shake off the warm covers of dreams.

The hunt for the soul is at stake

Place your foot on the floor

Integrity will hold you up

Truth will guide you on the trail

The exercise is yours

Remove the arrows from the quiver

Replace the heads with deeds

Focus on justice and equality

Eat locust and honey

Prepare for the now and thy will be done.

Lyde Longaker writes to live. She was born at home in Edgeworth, marauded Sewickley's Isaly’s ice cream parlor, was held captive in boarding school, and set free by Carnegie Tech (now Mellon). She now lives in Ashland, VA. She raised kids, stayed sane in theatre design, taught art, made pots, and now, thanks to The Pittsburgher, at age 89 she is a published poet.