So, Just to say that the visits to my blog have reached the amazing number of 17,000 - can you believe that - I hardly can myself.
Night
Again I am there,
After the work of the day is over,
The body, tired, waits for the rest of the
Living death of sleep.
The sun put out like a candle,
The moon too shy to make an appearance
Hides behind dark clouds
I lay in the soft comfort of friendly sheets
Trying to avoid those busy
Dance halls, those bars - bustling,
Where I get crushed , bruised broken...
With the energy of that blessed shadow time
I move closer to the river,
With the moon reflected,
My laughter loud ,
As I leave behind, those chains,
For others to skip around ,
If they will,
For others to fall over,
If they must.
But for me, the peace, the silence, the moon,
Only my own voice to interrupt the calm
Hello, greetings and good wishes.
ReplyDeleteFabulous poem. Sure we look forward to night, a time when we can rest peacefully in the comfort of our bed after hard days work. Night is healing and we have time to think calmly without being disturbed.
Best wishes
Thank you
DeleteVery nice! Thank you for dropping by my blog. I enjoy your writing.
ReplyDeleteThanks Connie .
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