Silver Dots
I remember looking down at the little globules of mercury in my hand (not recommended for anyone anymore) and thinking…”what a cool couple of shiny, silver dots”.
Now, I could expand on the reason why I had mercury in my hand, but I won’t go into that. Some evidence has come out since then that mercury isn’t good for us humans. No, I’m not talking about some liquid metal and the scientific perspective. This is simply a lead-in to the poem/song I’m sharing with you today.
Merely examining liquid metal is enough to inspire a flow of words, and that certainly happened when I held the mercury. I started to see a tiny galaxy where stars were clear and sparkling…
Silver Dots
I will not bring you lies, my love.
I’ll whisper in your ear
And tell you of the things to come
And that I’m glad you’re here.
Let’s sit among the stars, my love…
And wink and blink and share
The secrets in our hearts tonight
That only stars can bear.
It’s written in the sky, my love…
You’ll see it there in blue
That I will pass into the clouds
And you will follow, too.
I ask you not to cry, my love.
I plead with you again
To realize that you and I
Have never really been.
You see we’re just a dream, my love…
In someone else’s thoughts.
We’re just two ordinary stars,
Just sparkling, silver dots.
© Copyright Tony Funderburk 1975
Your whimsical writer,