Sparkle

 Fascinated by the word sparkle

strikes me as almost

onomatopoeia

like clang, clang

but with a lot more class

Like Satine the Sparkling Diamond in

Moulin Rouge

Like the stars at night

sparkle like the

sun off the water

Rich, rich, rich

I could venture psychedelic

especially from 

a long quiet stare

Mind loose

powerful muscle

running across time to

catch the shine

Always shine somewhere

amidst the sparkle

whose finest hour

finest moment

the discovery, recovery

and capture of

its only true friend

light, light, light

copyright 2010

by Tim Young