ZOO IN THE SKY

we have observatories

full of stories in our minds

and creatures with their features

most ingeniously designed

we wonder sitting under

and we weave creative tales

wild stories of the glories

of their fur and plumes and scales

we've all discerned the shapes that drape

and sang these songs aloud

we've often sighed and scanned the skies

describing tribes that crowd

but who devised the winding

of that astral carnival

then mapped them out, precise, devout

when some saw none at all

they trapped the interactions

till the sky became alive

crescendo bends and when it ends

another to arrive

some hemispheres most clearly

had a different history

with other souls who act the roles

involved in mystery

a pity that my city

has strong lights that dim the stars

the vivid zoo escapes my view

i can't see through the bars