Constellations - edit2

[penneddown]

Constellations


Have you walked into a darkened room
of your house and been surprised
elated by its many tiny lights
all glowing blue or green, perhaps a few
in red or solar yellow?

Some are numbers - clocks - and some
flash like the infamous
twelve AM and PLEASE SET TIME (not a big fan of the capital letters here - I see what you are trying to do, but maybe try italics instead? Just feels jarring to the flow)
but most are simple telltales
each confirming that its host
is drawing juice.

So coal burns, and gas, and nuclei
are split so you may see
your appliances are keeping time
your tech is charging
and your smoke alarm’s alert.

Are they worth it (I agree with Jaggededge, you need a question mark here or on the next line)
all these winking stars of light
even when their power comes
from wind or water interrupted
in its rushing flight?

Well, some might say
those greater constellations up above
are wasted on us, too–
but still they shine. Great ending, beautiful

Overall I like this. Especially the final verse. Just a couple of edits, but really I wouldn’t change much. Nice poem.