A Father’s Tale


It is a Father’s Tale

Time out of time I carried you in your dressing gown

downstairs out into the moonless night.

We gazed at a thousand suns studding the sky;

meandering along back lanes I lifted your arm

to point at Orion, drifting above rooftops.

We drew a ‘w’ and a triangle in the dark bowl,

traced a hunter’s belt and coloured in a lion,

a charioteer, a plough and a little bear.

I didn’t know then that you’d drift out of reach

when I reached for the thousand and one stories

to keep you listening – to keep you where

trolls, giants and goats sleep under bridges.



6 comments on “A Father’s Tale

  1. Miriam E. says:

    Soft and beautiful with a hint of sadness. Wonderful imagery. Thank you for sharing!


  2. erikleo says:

    Thanks Miriam for your feedback.


  3. Orion holds a special place in my heart. And Cassiopeia and Ursa Major and Gemini. But mostly Orion. Beautifully written.

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  4. erikleo says:

    Thanks; glad you liked it. I used to have a telescope and do a fair amount of stargazing!


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