Advertisements

The Night by Suzy Davies

 

 

I love the night,

dark enclosed spaces,

when the mind can wander

to any places,

when reality shifts

imagination walks in,

and you may dream

most anything.

 

Nothing’s impossible

when darkness’s hand

draws phantasmal shapes

to comprehend,

and space transforms

to the infinite,

when shadows loom

in the dead of night.

 

I love the night

the drifting stars,

lanterns of the firmament,

in constellations.

The clouds which swim

across the sky,

dance with the moon,

a crescent, on high

 

And in the garden,

when darkness comes,

the glimmer of distant, scattered

homes –

the lights of cars

on ribbons of roads,

heading for somewhere,

along the coast.

 

I love the night,

the windswept shore,

the creek of the wind

on the old town pier –

and lights’ reflections

on the homecoming tide

the laughter of couples,

in love with the night.

Copyright Suzy Davies, 22/08/2017. All Rights Reserved, No Copying.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Follow

Get every new post on this blog delivered to your Inbox.

Join other followers:

Content | Menu | Access panel
The Writers Newsletter
Assign a menu in the Left Menu options.
Assign a menu in the Right Menu options.